Diane Foster
Bio
I’m a professional writer, proofreader, and all-round online entrepreneur, UK. I’m married to a rock star who had his long-awaited liver transplant in August 2025.
When not working, you’ll find me with a glass of wine, immersed in poetry.
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Echoes of a Night Sonata
The night pulled him in with a gravity that felt almost physical, like sinking into thick velvet. Jason’s fingers curled around the neck of his guitar, worn wood smooth from years of restless practice and endless nights chasing a sound just out of reach. The city around him was a dim blur; neon reflections melting into puddles, distant sirens slicing through the dark, but here, beneath the flickering streetlamp, all that mattered was the song waiting inside him.
By Diane Foster7 months ago in Fiction
A Tapestry of Summer
Lila perched on the balcony’s edge, toes curled around the rough wood. The valley below sprawled out like an endless canvas; soft green hills dappled with sunlight, a lazy ribbon of river cutting through, and clusters of white cottages nestled among trees. The sky stretched vast and unblemished, pale blue that promised no clouds for the day. It should have been the kind of view to make her breathe deep and feel alive. Instead, it felt like she was watching through glass.
By Diane Foster7 months ago in Fiction
That Time Life Hit the Fan
Let me tell you a story. Not the polished, Instagram-filtered version where everything wraps up neatly with a bow and a smiling selfie. This one’s messier. There were definitely tears. More wine than was reasonable. A few too many late nights muttering at my screen like a Victorian ghost. But somehow, I got through it, and came out more stubbornly hopeful on the other side.
By Diane Foster7 months ago in Psyche
