Will Thoresby
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I'm writing because I can't not write... and trying to achieve my dream of making a living from it!
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Dream Date With A Glass Of Merlot
I smile graciously at the shiny, plastic face of the maître d’ as I sweep through the candlelit entrance. Looking directly into the immovable gaze of his painted eyes, I thank him as I pass. I feel intoxicatingly powerful; the restaurant is an unfamiliar world where I am a celebrity, a queen, where I have some concealed power that fills me with vibrancy and vitality.
By Will Thoresby5 years ago in Humans
Skin In The Game
Standing well back from the fierce heat of the blaze, the gaggle of onlookers watching the unexpected conflagration were not surprised the building was burning so furiously. Some even smiled wryly as they pointed out to each other that Three-Bs was, after all, full of books.
By Will Thoresby5 years ago in Horror