Call Me Les
Bio
Aspiring etymologist and hopeless addict of children's fiction.
If I can't liberally overuse adverbs and alliteration, I'm out!
Website: lesleyleatherdale.ca
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The 'Last Supper'
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The candle, much like the man who lit it, was a lingering piece of history, which had been all but swallowed by the flow of time. Few still living remembered how to use manual implements anymore; and certainly not one as antique as a candle.
By Call Me Les4 years ago in Horror
Margaritas, Baby
Walk with me. You are twenty years old, sitting in a dive bar on the outskirts of San Antonio. San Antonio is the desert. You prefer the snow, yet love led you astray. This isn't the kind of bar that will serve you some trendy, alcohol-free beverage besides Coke, and Coke is not going to be enough to rescue a Canadian in Texas after a long day of spelunking.
By Call Me Les4 years ago in Proof
Keep On Keeping On
"Keep calm and carry on" is ubiquitous with surviving tough times. But for those of us born well after the second world war, we mainly know the expression for its lighter side, mostly from memes—like this one, which is free to download from Destination Craft.
By Call Me Les4 years ago in Motivation
When Owls Play Foul
Vocal's biggest challenge of the New Year is worth $20,000. YES, that's right: 20 GRAND. So, of course, I and essentially every other Vocal writer who can type (plus their friends, nosy neighbours and grandmothers), are now furiously trying to hatch an original and captivating short story featuring a barn owl.
By Call Me Les4 years ago in Motivation
