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Just Flotsam

She wandered, through the waves
Flowing with the breeze,
I followed sinking footsteps
Left in a crumbling sand.

Slowly, she turned and smiled at me
Soft eyes glowing in the melting sun,
As one pale hand slipped into mine
And the sea melted away to black.
One salted kiss and then we parted
Just flotsam in a restless sea.

I headed for the land
To a solitary harbour inn
Shedding shades of disrepair,
Herded to that darkened corner

For the lonely and the lost
I shivered in the chilling breeze
A single tear drop fell and crashed
Into my empty glass as silently
I pleaded for my sanity as
She floated through the door.

By P.J.Reed ©2014

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P.J. Reed - writer of warlocks and other magical creatures

P.J. Reed is a writer and poet from England. She holds a BAEd from Canterbury Christ Church University,  an MA from Bradford University and has dabbled in psychology with the OU. 

She is an outrageously eclectic writer.

Her work has appeared in a wide variety of online and print magazines, anthologies and collections. In 2015 she was shortlisted for the National Poetry Anthology award.

She has published one collection of dark romantic and Gothic horror poetry entitled The Wicked Come

As a counterbalance to her dark writing, P.J. also writes of the beauty and ethereal nature of the changing countryside in her series of haiku inspired collections. 

P.J. Reed is on Twitter at:https://twitter.com/PJReed_author

50 Word Crime Story

She looked as beautiful as the summer they had met walking along the beachfront in Torquay one summer.  He liked to watch her sleep. She whispered in her sleep and rolled closer to him. He held his breath and hoped she would not hear him - hiding in her wardrobe.

- P.J. Reed

"Where there is no imagination there is no horror." Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.

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High Fantasy Map Art

Not all fantasy books need maps but when you start creating a massive epic high fantasy world it helps... a lot. 

If you are creating your own world as opposed to basing your story on this planet, you cannot just cruise Google Earth or go retro, get your local maps out and check that one village is indeed south west of another or that there is no unexpected mountain range between your two warring villages.

Epic high fantasy is fantasy on an epic level - you are creating a whole new world for your readers to explore. This is fine when you begin your story but half-way through ynless you have a least stretched out a map you will not remember whether to go east to Mivir or west to Hwaerte Castle. You may not think it matters, but if your warlock is travelling in the wrong direction at least one reader will work it out and it will completely spoil the world building for that poor person. 

So map creation from the very beginning of your story will save you a lot of time. Additionally, world building maps are works of art. They are beautiful. I cannot imagine many people who not recognise a map of Middle Earth. 

This leads to one of the major map building issue of high fantasy. It cannot look like Middle Earth! Everyone has to create a map in their own style. My map style is pictorial I like to portray how the citidals and mountains actually looked, which was a big undertaking... 

My daughter created mine from my scribbles on scribbles of how each great citadel looked in Torcia and exactly where it was positioned. The result an was an instant overview of the two lands of Mivir and Torcia for the reader to track the travels and battles on and perhaps even use to create their own adventures...

Visit The Torcian Chronicles.

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Pretty Wicked Creatures is a selection of Gothic horror/ dark poems regarding the women and she-monsters of urban myth. Beautiful women get away with gruesome murders, you have been warned.

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