Chapter Two The house on Ravenstone Drive looked empty. It was an old house - one would think it was a double story abode but looks can be deceiving. Half wood and half brick, it presented itself as many other older, uncared for homes on Ravenstone Drive. But it had a secret place beneath its … Continue reading Chapter 2 of The 3 Little Piggies
I've been wearing The 3 Little Piggies like a bad wig. Everybody knows it's there but no one's saying anything about it...
Chapter Five Something had changed in the way the day was - the streets didn't buzz with the delighted shrieks of kids playing or the intermittent crack of dogs barking - not even the birds were convincing. Leanne noticed. She could feel creepiness in the air. It vibrated with a quiet uneasiness. She didn't like … Continue reading Chapter 5 of The 3 Little Piggies
I have a degree in Criminology and a strange sense of the macabre, a great marriage for a psycho killer thriller to be written. And so I did! Now, The 3 Little Piggies is available on AMAZON :)) Two years ago my life, as I knew it, came to a tragic end and so I … Continue reading Hello world
Nobody knows me better than me Nobody knows better what will set me free Nobody knows what I need better So why can't I give it to me? © Kait King, 2015
When I finally find my rhythm and I am the one eager to push forward. When I can't help but mould and mash a character of no charm, or carefully fine tune a delicate life, an angry spirit, that tortured soul....nothing can stop me. Time is of zero meaning or consequence. Food and water are … Continue reading I place the brain in its’ skull…
It's darker in the mornings, it's colder at night....we've had rain, hard punching rain. I only survive this crappy change knowing that summer comes... I can feel the light of next summer vaguely whispering to me, telling me to wait .... I am one to make the best out of anything, and I will have … Continue reading Autumn this way comes…. at least in my hemisphere