Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash. Zoe watched Mr. McEwan’s lapis-blue eyes light up the moment he saw the key she was holding. “I don’t imagine you’d remember how to get to the garden?” “Not remember! No lass, if there’s one thing this old man can nae forget, it’s that garden. That wee key has been in your … Continue reading Morning Star Manor – Part 2
Wildfire
My muse for this poem was the unprecedented number of wildfires raging in the interior of my former province of British Columbia. The smoke from those fires has covered our summer skies for weeks now in Saskatchewan.
I’m An Advocate for Adults With Cerebral Palsy
Most of you know me as a writer and editor. I am also an advocate with CP Research News and the forum MyCP. I want to bring attention to the lack of research, support, medical treatments, access to medical care, etc. that adults with CP deal with every moment of every day. I'm honoured that … Continue reading I’m An Advocate for Adults With Cerebral Palsy
Morning Star Mansion – Part 1
Photo by Modesta Žemgulytė on Unsplash Zoe pushed her fiery-red hair back behind her ear a moment before she turned down a familiar winding driveway. The once pristinely maintained road resembled more of a track now, overgrown with ferns and nettles, while untrimmed silver birch trees formed a domed canopy. The interlocked leaves created an eerie dimness … Continue reading Morning Star Mansion – Part 1
My Adventures In Editing – Part 1
Photo by Diana Schröder-Bode on Unsplash 2020 is the year I began writing the first draft of my first novel. I remember typing the last word, at the end of January 2021, and resisting the urge to centre "The End" underneath. I'm old enough to remember when that was done. I also remember when our typing teachers would … Continue reading My Adventures In Editing – Part 1
Thin Places
Image by Richard Reid from Pixabay A door has shut without recourse,now flung aside I bleed out redmy footing gone, my vision’s fledunseen by those without remorse. Each painful breath inflames my heart,I try to speak but silence mocksas spastic legs and crooked socksdeny my dreams now torn apart. For those who see beyond the night,my worth … Continue reading Thin Places
Land Of The Living Skies
Photo by v2osk on Unsplash Rolling prairie is not barren tundra,devoid of life be it flora or fauna.The vast open grasslands beckoncalling to the wild inside us all. Gopher heads peer out from holes,watching antelope jump and play.Buffalo roam the open countryor hunker in tree-shaded sloughs Vibrant life in golden fields of wheat,echoed in the hawk’s piercing … Continue reading Land Of The Living Skies
The Welkin: WingLeader
Photo by Dave Hoefler on Unsplash Edel landed on the ledge and Halley slowly dismounted. Every bone in her body ached. Two turns ago, at first light, they had taken to the skies with their WatchWing. It felt like two cycles ago. Time does not change, though I too am weary. My poor wings feel like we’ve … Continue reading The Welkin: WingLeader
The Welkin: WatchWing
Photo by Zdeněk Macháček on Unsplash Kyrie granted the new Welkin pair half a turn to tighten their bond. Halley discovered her Aigle’s needs and wants as they established the routines necessary as a linked pair. She rode comfortably in the notch of Edel’s neck. Auger checked in discretely from time to time and reported … Continue reading The Welkin: WatchWing
The Welkin: Linked
Photo by Omer Salom on Unsplash The next half turn passed by in a blur for Halley. Silon and Antel’s behaviour in training was not as overt as it had been with Fargo, but that made it easier to conceal. The three faced their last test. Halley knew her individual maneuvers were flawless as she exited out … Continue reading The Welkin: Linked
Heather Hancock - Author, Editor 