Glass and The Book
A long while back, I wrote two short stories (both at different times). I guess I find inspiration in hardships, tears and upsets but I do write happy things as well, I promise. It is just time to let these two out onto my lovely blog, and post something happy and upbeat again. I think expressing yourself is extremely important and I'm glad I've always had writing to do so. Symbols and metaphors are literally some of the most wonderful coping methods, even if only I understand them. These are dedicated to the people I asked to read the first drafts and never did, thanks for everything. ------------------------ Glass Raining outside, she walked into the café he had taken her to all those years ago to meet his family. Glancing around at the beautiful mahogany tables, warm ambience and the colourful customers she placed her order, found that little booth by the fireplace and then sat sipping her coffee sile...