Carolyns writing life

It has been some time since I have posted and I thought it was time for a little update on how the writing world is treating me. I have co...

I remember it started with a smile, When my first audition squeaked out and was vile. The director saw something in me, Something no-one ...

Free. Cured. Better. Gone. But not really gone. Though physically no longer there, still always there. Like a rock thrown into a po...

Don’t judge because you don’t know, My past is something you will never understand. I made mistakes but that was long ago. I’ve li...

BLOOD MONEY It was a rainy September morning when this dame threw open the door to my office. She stood in the doorway with a frantic ...

                          HOMEWORLD “Sir our starboard landing gear hasn’t released,” Captain Marissa Vanson yelled over the alarms th...