L.C. Schäfer
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Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz
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My Thoughts on Some Recent Challenges
I've been in a bit of a slump lately. I was ill for a while (that's how come I broke my beautiful streak!) and it took a bit to put me back together again. I've also been working on my second book, which has taken up a lot of time, and it's been non-stop at my day job until quite recently.
By L.C. Schäfer9 months ago in Writers
The Kelpie (Part Three)
Part one is here Part two is here +++++++ Part Three - The Baby Every waking moment that I wasn't at school, I would tell my parents I was looking for Apollo. I would find a bin to dump the posters in and then run down to the beach to visit Guinevere.
By L.C. SchäferExclusive • 9 months ago
The Kelpie (Part Two)
Part one is here Part Two - The Runner It had been impossible to tear myself away from the strange horse. I didn't know if I would see it - her - again. Eventually, she threw up her head, ears pricking and nostrils flaring, exactly the way regular horses do when they see something very dangerous. (Like, for instance, a carrier bag caught in a hedge.) She pulled away from me, her curiously wide, flat hooves dancing back delicately over the stones. In a moment she was on firm ground, turning her rump to me and cantering away into the waves. Weird. I thought the tide had been further in than that. With a jolt, I realised how much light had left the sky. A heartbeat later I heard my mum's voice calling me.
By L.C. SchäferExclusive • 9 months ago
A Bowl & A Prayer
There's one on every corner. All with beards to their belly-buttons. Even the women. Ribs sticking out for miles. It's the feet that catch your eye, mainly because you've got your head down. A cracked and empty bowl between them don't look at that don't look don't look no, it's easier to look at the feet, revolting as they are. Sandals barely held together with dirt. Toenails long and yellow, caked in grime.
By L.C. Schäfer9 months ago in Fiction
The Kelpie (Part One)
Part One - Apollo I was nine when I met the kelpie. People think, if you live on the coast of Cornwall, you must spend a lot of time at the beach. You are probably thinking of an adventurous waif with the Cornish sea in her eyes. You're painting a picture of her in your head right now, I can tell. Her hair is fair to start with, and bleached further by sun and salt until it is lighter than her nut-brown tan. She's been able to swim since she could walk. She is out in all weathers, surefooted on the rocks and at home around boats.
By L.C. SchäferExclusive • 9 months ago
Echoes in the Park
Utopia is real. It's a city, technically, but you've always thought of cities as loud, concrete places. Bereft of trees. Cloaked and choked in smog. Places where there's never enough space. Always more people pouring in. Another shop to cram into a corner somewhere. One more block of flats, and another, and another, because who needs parkland anyway?
By L.C. Schäfer9 months ago in Futurism
ten things
they said, ten things you appreciate about yourself and now I'm stuck not from some deep-seated self-hatred but more in the same way that you might struggle when somebody instructs you to "say something" I am sure when Bill himself got a new pen, he sat there mind blank and eventually wrote "hello" * or my name is...
By L.C. Schäfer9 months ago in Poets
