Author Archives: Sandra

About Sandra

I used to cruise the French waterways with my husband four or five months a year, and wrote fiction and poetry. Now I live on the beautiful Dorset coast, enjoying the luxury of being able to have a cat, cultivating an extensive garden and getting involved in the community. I still write fiction, but only when the spirit moves me - which isn't as often as before. I love animals, F1 motor racing, French bread and my husband, though not necessarily in that order.

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She twangs the elastic mercilessly against her inner wrist, and the compulsion subsides. She can do this… everything will be fine. Within a minute, the feelings resurge.  That gnawing sensation in her gut, a rising flutter of panic in the … Continue reading

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When the Big Wheel Stops Turning – Friday Fictioneers, November 2020

  There’s time to reflect now… an outcome as unwelcome as it is unendurable. Momentum lends impermeability – stuff happens, nothing sticks. But inertia leaves him exposed – vulnerable to the actions, reactions and sensitivities of others, which is a … Continue reading

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Cast a Long Shadow – Friday Fictioneers, November 2020

    There were things we weren’t told. The vendors… well you could perhaps understand their silence.  But even after we’d moved in, the neighbours said nothing. I asked them why,  afterwards. It was just rumour, no point alarming you… … Continue reading

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A Little Something for the Lockdown

There’s still some colour to be found in an English garden, even in November.  Have a safe second lockdown!

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Watching Out For You – Friday Fictioneers, November 2020

She’s caught glimpses of him all day, dodging behind hanging rugs, peeping from dark alleyways. She’s unconcerned;  it’s happened many times before.  Her therapist describes this as working through the grieving process. She’s never heard him before though; that’s something … Continue reading

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Him Too – Friday Fictioneers, October 2020

She’s been depleted by it all. The whispers, accusations, police, lawyers, the attention-seeking dewy-eyed young women queuing up for their fifteen minutes of fame. Justice may have ultimately prevailed, but at what cost to his reputation, their social standing, even … Continue reading

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In Too Deep – Friday Fictioneers, October 2020

  Mattie knew about women…  how to hook ‘em… how to… well, you know. He once said when you dump a girl, do it in style.  Make it a day she’ll remember for the good stuff as well as the … Continue reading

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The Passing of the Storm – Friday Fictioneers, October 2020

The storm passed, as storms always do. It’s hard to believe this though, when doors slam, windows rattle and shrieking winds of despair blow a hoolie through the nooks and crannies of our home. Next morning clouds scudded across a … Continue reading

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The Fall Out – Friday Fictioneers, September 2020

  When the red mist lifts, as lift it surely will, he will be consumed with regret. But for now, the thrumming of his rage, the clenching and unclenching of his fists, the drumming of his heels… this is the … Continue reading

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La Jeunesse – Friday Fictioneers, September 2020

La Jeunesse Long shadows stain the shimmering cobbles; it’s still hot for late September. Weatherworn cottages bordering the square ogle with unblinking eyes as she lifts the damp curls from her neck.  The boy from le tabac wipes down tables, … Continue reading

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