I wrote this for my niece quite a few years ago, it was about her reaction to the horses who live in a field not far away from our house.
Viola was a very special little girl. She was never afraid of anything, and could do anything that the boys could do. She always told her mother ‘I’m not scared,’
On the sunny day that this story takes place, she was walking with her grandma by the sea. Holding on tight to her grandma’s hand, Viola looked around watching the other people who were enjoying the bright sunshine.
“What’s that grandma?” She pointed to the large animal with the shaggy hair and large teeth, who was watching her from over the fence. She had never seen anything quite like it before.
“It’s a horse Viola,” her auntie told her, as she came up at a brisk walk, breathing hard. “It’s nothing to be afraid of,”
“I’m not scared Auntie Em.” Viola kept hold of her grandma’s hand. Her Auntie walked forward slowly, holding out one hand over the fence, so that the horse could smell her fingers.
“It’s okay.” Her auntie said, turning back to look at Viola. Viola stepped forward slightly forward as her auntie smiled, holding out her other hand. However just as Viola approached the fence, the horse snorted loudly and tossed it’s head.
Viola hurried back to her grandma, the reassuring smile on the older woman’s face, restored her confidence and she said “I’m not scared,”
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I'm a thirty something woman who lives in the north of England. I have been a writer for as long as I can remember, creating stories both written and verbal since childhood. While studying at Edge Hill College, I got several poems published by a small publisher in the USA, and in Europe. I have been part of several writing groups, and done quite a few courses in a attempt to hone my writing skills further. I love reading different genres of fiction, knowing that the best way to develop my own writing, and my vocabulary is by exposing myself to the different ways that other people choose to describe things.
The most recent writing course that I've been part of, run by a published author, included a exercise in which we were challenged to read things that we would never usually even look at.
It inspired me to take up a challenge. Namely to attempt to read at least one book by every author which is stocked in my local library. I soon realised that I was being far too ambitious, especially given the fact that every library rotates their stock too often for me to keep track.
I've decided to instead attempt to read a book every day, starting with a author whose surname begins with A, and ending with a author whose surname begins with Z. It doesn't matter what the topic of the book is, or if it's fiction or non fiction, everything is useful for me at the minute.
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