grace viccary
Bio
growing up on the borders of Scotland in such Idyllic surroundings I was easily transported into literature and developed a vivid imagination, since then I have travelled a lot I trained in acting and writing which I plan to share here.
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Doomsday Diary
Left standing in a whirlwind, a scattered breeze, on the other side of the time portal. I found myself looking around to see what I could tangibly recognise in my new reality, something that would anchor me to sanity, a reality I could familiarise myself with.
By grace viccary5 years ago in Fiction
Bedtime stories
Bed time stories, we have our favourites, they are integral to who we are, I don’t remember exactly which popular stories my parents told us at night to get to sleep, but at some point along the line, I know my Dad switched to his own creations. He would use names we knew from our lives, creatures we loved like penguins or horses and each with its own quirks and missions, and we were always assured that they would come safely home, although we weren’t always this side of sleep in order to hear it. The important thing is we knew we were being tucked into our quilts and foreheads were kissed to the stories of triumphs and of dancing with princes on glass floors. It didn’t all have to relate to a previous part or fit together perfectly, it was more about how it made us feel, how it was tailored to our unique tastes and we knew that we were there in the midst of it, centre stage; the star part in our Father’s eyes and he was our King for the evening.
By grace viccary5 years ago in Families
