The chamber walls croaked with the uproar from the gallery. Feet stomped and loud voices shouted liar and crook. Whispers uttered conspiracy theories and guards closed in on myself and Griffin. Sebastien was red with outrage, he shouted and pointed, urging my father to see Griffin in the image he had painted. "Order." My father's … Continue reading Chapter Nine: A Poor Execution
I was in a slump. A big one. The only thing to blame was myself. Why? Because I had the audacity to doubt myself. I doubted my ability, I doubted my choices, and I doubted my strength. I do this almost monthly but this time it had a lasting effect. I didn't read or write … Continue reading Remember That You Once Dreamed Of Being Where You Are Now
Two weeks ago, I had objected to being forced to marry a man I did not love. I was now about to face a court to defend an innocent stranger against the heir of the most powerful family at Court, all because I had refused to give myself the chance to marry for love. All … Continue reading Chapter Eight: Reputation and Life
So, as some of you may be aware, I am currently enjoying my holiday in the South of France. Today I took a trip to Cannes, a famed location for les artistes. Among the luxury of designer shops, seafront hotels, and lines of yachts, was a certain ambience. For some reason, whenever I visit the … Continue reading A Day Out In Cannes (for a writer and stationery addict)
I recently finished reading The Belles and came across an interesting concept - that our novels can come from somewhere deeper. They can come from our personal 'monsters'. Clayton tells us that The Belles was conceived from her adolescent struggles to understand something I doubt we will ever have the answer to; what is beautiful? … Continue reading What’s Your Monster?