About SjW47

Biography

Hi,
I am currently writing my first novel and also I'm enjoying writing short stories too. My work is generally character based and usually emotional but not always.
I'm 47 and an ex English teacher. I retired early as I have Multiple Sclerosis. It doesn't define me but I happen to have it. This has however, given me the time to write and I am loving it!

Name:
Sally W
Sex:
Female 
Sign:
Pisces
Relationship Status:
In a Relationship
Location:
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15 Dec 2019 20:15
Interests:
Reading
Writing
Drama
Shakespeare
Favorite Books:
Othello by Shakespeare
The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
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25 Jan 2015
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Could February get any worse?

Yesterday was Friday 13th February. Friday the 13th; the most unlucky day. Sally Smith tried not to believe in such superstitions. Her naivety ended with a trip to the Neurologist. The numbness couldn’t be explained away or ignored any more. It had, slowly and convincingly, travelled up her body for the last few weeks. Firstly, she couldn’t feel her feet, then her legs were weak; she...

Added 16 Feb 2015 | Category Memoirs | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 824 | 5 Comments

Meg's Story (working title)-The opening of my first novel

Meg’s Story (Working title) – first part of Chapter 1 1930 “You little scamp!” I actually yelled out loud at him (if we were at home, I’d have been in trouble for that). I had to think and think fast. The river was usually like home to us but of course I knew what lurked beneath the smoky emerald: the reed-beds. The murky, murderous reed-beds that had claimed many prizes in...

Added 01 Feb 2015 | Category Memoirs | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 782 | 2 Comments

It will be a warm day in Hell...

It will be a warm day in Hell... It was the largest meeting in Hell (Michigan) that I could remember. The Town Hall had been taken over by TV crews from all over, for their annual conference. They had been snowed-in for the last three days. Yes, they were supposed to leave last Sunday but here we are on Wednesday and they are still here. I say this through gritted teeth...I mean, they...

Added 31 Jan 2015 | Category General | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 696 | 4 Comments

She

She walked the streets, not knowing where to go or what to do. Whimpering and still warm, her newborn baby lay where she had left him. She hoped the owner of the tatty launderette would find him when she came to lock up, if no one had found him before. Flickering like a broken slot machine, the fluorescent lights of the launderette provided not enough light for day and too much for...

Added 27 Jan 2015 | Category General | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 663 | 4 Comments

Friends Comments

paulus
Dear friend,
14 Feb 2016 08:13
06 Feb 2015 04:48
rolandlytle
Thank you for letting me be a friend. I am so impressed by your talent. (I am afraid that and two quid might get you a pot of tea at Starbucks) Ta Sally.
01 Feb 2015 19:12
paulus
Thank you, for offering your friendship
01 Feb 2015 00:13
maryruth
FOR THE ADD
28 Jan 2015 12:56
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