#WRITEPHOTO – The Red Door by geofflepard

Ready for a chortle? Enjoy this fun entry by Geoff Le Pard

‘Oh. Good morning. My name is Charleston and…’

‘You’re not one of them Jehoshaphats, are you? Can’t abide them, trying to flog me a water tower, when I have a perfectly adequate cistern…’

‘Do you mean Jehovah’s?’

‘That’s what I said, didn’t I? Jehoshaphats.’

‘Witnesses. They’re Jehovah’s Witnesses.’

‘Well, I ain’t seen nothing and no one came make me say I did. I was working, or degreasing the wife’s archipelago.’

‘I think we are drifting away from the purpose…’

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a terraced house with a vivid red door. The sign beside the door states Castle Cottage.

The Red Door – Image by KL Caley

Thank you so much for taking part in the #Writephoto prompt:

Much Love
KL 

Review of The Bermondsey Bookshop – 5 Stars!

The Bermondsey Bookshop by Mary Gibson
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Genre: Historical Fiction – London – 20th Century

The Bermondsey Bookshop – Cover


📖 This little treasure has been sat on my bookshelf for quite some time taunting me with its flame-red cover and boy, am I kicking myself that I didn’t get to it sooner. What a good book!

✍️ The story begins with a young feisty girl called Kate. Orphaned at a young age by a deceased mother and a deserted father, she is brought up by a harsh aunt, who seems to do everything in her power to make Kate’s life difficult. By day, Kate’s life is tough but by night she dreams her estranged father will return to her and change her world for the better. Before Kate’s 14th birthday her aunt enrols her in the local factory and takes the vast majority of her paycheck. When a fight breaks out between Kate and her cousins, Kate finds herself homeless. In an already poverty-stricken area of London, she finds herself desperate to take on any jobs to keep her head above water. Just as Kate finally manages to turn her fortunes around, her father reappears back in her life, but will he be the hero Kate has pictured all these years?

👓 This story is told from Kate’s viewpoint and immediately she was a character I fell in love with. Despite her tough upbringing and existence in general, she is strong, smart and determined. You cannot help but champion her.

👫 Another brilliant character in this story is Kate’s partial love interest, Johnny. A docker who had his own troubled childhood to deal with. However, he loves to frequent the Bermondsey Bookshop and finds he has a gift of writing, he is determined to better his life.


🗺 This book is set in the Bermondsey district of London. The Bermondsey Street area at that time was poverty-stricken and industrial. The opening of this bookstore provided the residents with a lifestyle that would otherwise have been unobtainable. The most fascinating thing about this is it’s actually true! The Bermondsey book shop really existed, with lectures and elocution classes, and a book loan system to help those from poorer backgrounds enjoy the love of books.
You can read more about the bookshop and its history here:
https://bermondseystreet.london/wp-co…


💭 Overall View: Needless to say, I loved this book. One of my favourites that I have read this year. I have already recommended it to friends and family. This is the first book I have read by this author, but I will certainly look out for more.



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Tile Tales – Remember

Remember by KL Caley – Poet Kit

Today is the state funeral for Queen Elizabeth II and a bank holiday in the UK, giving everyone in the UK the chance to mourn the Queen in their own way. There have been some beautiful memories shared of the Queen recently, but my favourites are those in which we saw her smile.

Queen Elizabeth II – Smiling

Today’s tale was made with the Poet Kit


Want to play along?

I love playing around with the magnetic poetry blocks.
I’m no poetry writer so I prefer to create a short story of sorts.
The kits can be found here (and they are free):

KL 💗

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#WRITEPHOTO – The Red Door by JezzieGFarmer

A beautiful and poignant entry by JezzieGFarmer:

All colours fade back into black
Tainted by sadness deep inside
Still we must walk destiny’s track
In smiles where no tears can confide
She is gone the announcement said
Long live the King, no time to stop
Duty before self the path ahead
And mourning becomes a backdrop

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a terraced house with a vivid red door. The sign beside the door states Castle Cottage.

The Red Door – Image by KL Caley

Thank you so much for taking part in the #Writephoto prompt:

Much Love
KL 

#WRITEPHOTO – The Red Door by garyawilsonstories

What did Gary find behind his version of the door? A positive feel-good story, enjoy:

The two children moved carefully through the darkened street, quietly moving from shadow to shadow.

“No – Ben. I’m afraid. It has to be a trap or something. What if someone catches us?”

“They won’t Tamara. No one is ever there because I have a system.”

“What kind of system?” she whispered.

Ben was 13. Tamara was almost 11. He looked all around them to make sure no one was about then stooped down behind some sort of utility box and pulled Tamara down so he could explain. “Adults only change their habits to fix something, like a mess. Most adults hate messes, so we won’t make one. We sneak in, grab a meal, create no evidence that we were ever there and quietly leave.  I’ve been getting a good warm meal for almost 3 weeks now and no one has noticed.”

“But they might today. Someone might see or hear. . .”

“Tamara – you have to eat something. You’re getting thin and you’re going to get sick. Those pants and your shirt fit you when we first met, now they look a size too small. Yesterday was a nice warm and sunny day, yet you were cold. I’ve seen others go through this and you need food. Please, just come with me. We’ll be silent. We won’t be noticed, and we’ll be fed.”

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a terraced house with a vivid red door. The sign beside the door states Castle Cottage.

The Red Door – Image by KL Caley

Thank you so much for taking part in the #Writephoto prompt:

Much Love
KL 

#Writephoto Round-Up – Meeting

The early dusk filtered through the trees, filling the area with a hazy morning light. She loved this time of day when the world was waking all around her. Yet, nearby she could hear voices. Intrigued she walked through the woodland until she came across a clearing, where a meeting was taking place. She didn’t want to intrude but the isolated spot for the meeting spoke to her, she lifted her camera and took a snap. Then continued on her walk, hoping to catch an early morning shot of the birds on the lake before they migrated for winter.

That evening as she uploaded her files, she came across the photo of the woodland meeting, yet instead of the group she had seen, the clearing was empty, and in the distance standing among the trees, she could see herself.

Meeting – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a woodland. In the centre of the woodland is a clearing with fallen trees made into a round seating area. At the head of the seating area is a grand chair.


This quirky area can be found at Hardwick Park, where they often have forest schools for little ones to attend…but when I saw this set-up my imagination started running with other ideas as did our fantastic entries for this week. I have tried to reblog a few since the post went out so hopefully, you will have seen some of them trickling through, but here is the list below (if I have missed anyone, please let me know). Thank you all for grabbing a spot and joining in with our special meeting place:

Entries:


Thank you all again for taking part in #writephoto – https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2022/09/08/writephoto-meeting/

This week’s #writephote challenge – The Red Door, is now live:

Take Care
KL ❤

#WRITEPHOTO – The Red Door

Afternoon Everyone,

Welcome to the weekly #writephoto prompt!

Dazzling with Red

A danger perhaps?

What lies through this door?

Perhaps it’s a trap?

The Red Door – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a terraced house with a vivid red door. The sign beside the door states Castle Cottage.

The regulars already know this bit, but for those that don’t:

  • Each Thursday at Noon GMT I will post the #writephoto prompt
  • Use the image and prompt as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, as long as it is fairly family-friendly.
  • Please have your entries linked back to the original prompt post by the following Tuesday at Noon GMT.
  • Link back to this post with a pingback (Hugh has an excellent tutorial here)  and/or leave a link in the comments below, to be included in the round-up.
  • Please click their links to visit the blogs of other contributors and take time to read and comment on their work.
  • Use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found.
  • There is no word limit and no style requirements, except that your post must take inspiration from the image and/or the prompt word given in the title of this post.
  • Feel free to use #writephoto logo or include the prompt photo in your post if you wish, or you may replace it with one of your own to illustrate your work.
  • By participating in the #writephoto challenge, please be aware that your post may be featured as a reblog on this blog and I will link to your post for the round-up each week.

If you need some more inspiration or fancy a bit of light reading, check out last weeks round-up.

I can’t wait to read your creations.

Take Care.

KL ❤

#WRITEPHOTO – Meeting by GaryAWilson Stories

A brilliant entry by Gary – dark and mischievous with a surprise ending:

Jocelyn fretted as she climbed the hill alone towards the meeting place.

They had planned it perfectly; a light fog, no moon and dark enough to badly want a forbidden flashlight.

This club was so exclusive, so well placed that they could make or break someone’s college career. So, she’d carefully considered her invitation but fretted because the cost of joining was so high.

It only added to her indignity that only pretty girls were invited by the all-male membership committee. Everyone knew that guys paid a different price to join. Her anger grew deeper with each step up the trail she’d previously visited in the daylight so she would know the way.

The last glimmers of the setting sun were disappearing and the forest closed in. Only the scarce white stones distinguished the path leading her to where she heard the murmurs from the gathered council but could not see the gathering place with its log seating and one special chair reserved for her, the chosen inductee.

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a woodland. In the centre of the woodland is a clearing with fallen trees made into a round seating area. At the head of the seating area is a grand chair.

Meeting – Image by KL Caley

Thank you so much for taking part in the #Writephoto prompt:

Much Love
KL 

#WRITEPHOTO – Meeting by jezfarmerblog

An atmospheric entry by jezfarmerblog:

Running into the darkness of trees
I hear her voice calling me
“come quickly, my love, come swift of foot,
come quickly, let me touch your soul”
and the old romantic story I have read
so many times before
the lines written on my heart
so I run into the trees
searching for love

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a woodland. In the centre of the woodland is a clearing with fallen trees made into a round seating area. At the head of the seating area is a grand chair.

Meeting – Image by KL Caley

Thank you so much for taking part in the #Writephoto prompt:

Much Love
KL 

Tile Tales – Tribute

Thank You Ma’am – Love Kit

This week’s Tile Tales is a change of pace.


Today’s tale was made with the Love Kit


Want to play along?

I love playing around with the magnetic poetry blocks.
I’m no poetry writer so I prefer to create a short story of sorts.
The kits can be found here (and they are free):

KL ❤