Elizabeth Butler
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Elizabeth Butler has a masters in Creative Writing University .She has published anthology, Turning the Tide was a collaboration. She has published a short children's story and published a book of poetry through Bookleaf Publishing.
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The Terms of Immortality
I have been tossed about my entire existence. I am sturdy, full of strength, nothing could break me so much, that I ended up in this spiralling existence. Many decades of grubby fingers, handling my body. At one point, I was valued, something to be treasured with the seal of authenticity stamped upon me. Once I glowed, but over time, through wear and tear, being dropped and swapped, from peasants that found me lying in the middle of the cobbled roads, who thought their fortune had turned, to the wealthy merchants that haggled me for goods or for bets.
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Fiction
THE FORTHCOMING CALL
It had been sixty years, four months, and ten days and yet Joyce had not laid eyes upon them. Today was the day and as she walked through the autumnal woods, with the warm, hue colours falling, she was terrified. She felt her fingers, cold like blocks of ice, quivering like a tree being vigorously shaken by squirrels. Joyce couldn’t tell if she was frozen or scared for what she may encounter.
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Fiction
Floated Away
I couldn’t tell you the first thing I wrote, because I was too young to remember, but one of the first projects I remember writing, was my own story called “Floated Away”. I think I was about seven or eight when I wrote this, back in the late 90’s or early 2000’s. I don’t know why I wrote it, but I do remember putting it all together.
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Writers
What Remains of Edith Finch - A review of the unusual
What is truly real and what is fiction? A beautiful story told in an indie game format. Edith Finch makes players question what is happening, throughout the journey. Through the perspective of Edith herself, she discovers the secrets of her childhood home, dealing with the topics of death and grieving.
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Critique
THE TALE OF A CLASSIC INVASION
Long golden locks, tied into neatly braided plaits. The face of an angel, with a pale complexion, Goldilocks’ bright blue eyes sparkled. The day was just warming up, the sun shining high above the clouds, over the pleasant little cottage she called home.
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Horror
Why Does Time Move Forward?
Once, in a very damp and dreary place, resembling a cave, hidden away, a decrepit man lived alone. His bones were so fragile, they could crumble at any moment. His teeth, brittle like chalk. His clothes clinging to him, as if they moulded part of his skin. This old man did not live, for he hadn’t been properly born. How could he when the concept of time did not exist yet?
By Elizabeth Butler2 years ago in Fiction
