Courtney Harris
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Mum, writer, artist, teacher. Thirties, hurties and surviving. Quirky lady. I don't have a niche, I love writing thrillers, romance, articles about mental health, poetry, whatever takes my fancy!
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The Dragons of Mahria Valley
Prologue There weren't always dragons in the valley. When there were, the inhabitants of Mahria slept soundly. They left their homes in the evenings, walked freely around the markets. Weapons gathered dust on the walls, laughter filled the air. It was a time of peace, tranquillity.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Fiction
Journey to Jahennah: Chapter Seven
The process of moving Lila’s family was simple, although the story behind the clockmaker was a bit more complicated. All Orva knew was that Jessie Sparrow had been at Orlodge Clockmaker’s when she had discovered the portal to Tortaris, and that the apprentice that worked there had seen her go through it. Orva didn’t know what had happened on Jessie’s return, whether the young clockmaker had waited to hear the story, or if they had stayed in contact since.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Fiction
Journey to Jahennah: Chapter Six
Lila was so distracted by the thought of Ziyadah knowing where her family was, she hardly noticed her surroundings. She only had time to register the beautiful reds and purples before she fell, very suddenly, onto the soft carpet of the basement.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Fiction
"I'm okay."
CW:// open and frank discussion about anxiety, depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, self-harm and suicide. Lies. People tell them all the time. Sometimes it's to stay out of trouble. Sometimes it's to get what they want. Sometimes they don't even know why they've lied.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Psyche
Journey to Jahennah: Chapter Five
If time had worked as it did in the human world, they might have been sat for hours. Lila and Kenji were eager to hear all about mythic, Tortaris and the mysterious other realm of Jahennah. At the same time, Orva was keen to learn as much as possible about how the world had changed since she had been trapped in Tortaris. They worked out that the mythic had been trapped for about two hundred years and it had been sixty-two years since Lila’s grandmother had come through the portal, meaning that Jessie Sparrow was eighteen years old when she had tried to help the mythic escape.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Fiction
5 signs you're going through a "third-of-life" crisis
Well, I made it. The big 3-0. Thirty years of me. The first age milestone that causes reflection on life goals and achievements. And let's be honest: how many people have achieved all the things they thought they would by the time they turned thirty? How many people, fresh out of their teen years, looked at the next decade and thought, by the time I'm thirty, I'll have at least two children, working in a fantastic career, own a beautiful big house, have a wonderful partner. Nine years to get it all figured out. I was certainly one of those people. But things don't always work out that way.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Journal
Journey to Jahennah: Chapter Four
For a few seconds, nothing happened. Lila stared up at the sky, waiting for some clue of the storm to come. The clouds were ferocious; it was as if they were fighting, clawing and grabbing at each other, whirling and twisting violently to welcome their creator.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Fiction
Journey to Jahennah: Chapter Three
Lila’s heart was pounding. The centaur knew they were there, and she had locked them in her house. How could they have been so stupid? Hardly daring to breathe, she glanced at Kenji, hoping he had thought of some wild, miraculous way to escape. But in the dim light that crept through the crack in the door, he shook his head. There really was no way out.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Fiction
Journey to Jahennah: Chapter Two
There was a weird sensation of being towed along underwater, though Lila could still breathe and was fairly sure she would be dry when it was over. She felt strangely light and her hair fanned out behind her as she and Kenji floated through wherever the clock had taken them. Her eyes had snapped shut as they were pulled from the basement and now, she was too terrified to open them again. The force that had stolen her was still gripping her left arm, and all she could do was cling tightly to Kenji as they were transported through the unknown.
By Courtney Harris4 years ago in Fiction
