Rebecca Patton
Bio
Ever since discovering Roald Dahl, I wanted to be an author who would delight and move her readers through her stories. I also wrote my debut novel, "Of Demons and Deception" on Amazon.
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An Act of Neighborly Love
A number of years ago, my sister and her family used to live about twenty to thirty minutes from where I live. Even though I didn’t have a car then which made traveling to and fro somewhat inconvenient, it was quite nice. I got to see my sister and my brother-in-law, and I got to play and get close to my nephew and nieces. In fact, I often babysat them. I may not have gotten paid in money, but I did get paid in food. And that was more than good enough for me.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Motivation
Aftermath
The next several hours passed by in a blur for Haganto. He vaguely noticed Alanus and the Malnora elves arriving at the remains of Filla Aethel. Haganto doesn’t remember how the elves reacted, but he does remember Alanus sticking by his side as soon as he arrived. The monster hunter doesn’t remember if the bard said anything. He did barely recall overhearing a somber observation from Tarron about how it looked like all their deaths had been quick, at least quick for Agron. It seemed that because of his weakened nature and starved mentality, Agron just wanted to kill. Haganto recalled not being sure if he should be grateful for that or not.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Fiction
Fluffy Protection
As she drove slowly through the snowfall, Willow realized that she didn’t like snow anymore. When she was a kid, she thought she would never get tired of the pretty white flakes but now, when she was an adult and had to go to work regardless, Willow didn’t like it. It made the roads slippery and since Willow wasn’t the most confident driver, that alone made her more anxious. And she didn’t even have the benefit of playing in it.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Fiction
His Escape
“Haganto!” Alanus cried as Haganto’s right leg sank to his knee. Animo chirped as Haganto gasped, his hands instinctively placed on the ground to stop himself from falling any further. Thankfully, his foot soon touched solid ground and the earth didn’t swallow any more of his leg.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Fiction
My Vocal Aspirations
With the new year looming ahead, I have resolved to make a few changes this year, especially when it comes to my writing. I admit I did write a decent amount last year, and I even finally got my book, Of Demons and Deception, published on Amazon! However, I know I could have written more, especially here on Vocal, if I just applied myself better. So my first goal is to publish something on Vocal at least once a week. Whether it would be a submission to a challenge or just a small poem, I plan to become a more frequent and consistent writer here on Vocal, if not in general.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Writers
