Photo courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
It was there, lurking in the gloom. Vague and amorphous and impossible to capture.
But that didn’t stop me trying.
I skulked and stalked and waited. Endlessly waited.
It was 3am on a cold winter’s night when I finally grasped it with both hands. The freezing air bit the tips of my nose, my cheeks but I didn’t care.
Triumph warmed me.
It was mine.
Slowly it began to uncover itself to me and I fell in love. Polishing it until it shone.
I’d pinned it down. At last my scattered thoughts a solid something.
This week I’m celebrating a new 3-book deal with Harper Collin’s imprint, HQ. You can read my blog about that here and The Bookseller announcement here, along with the blurb for my 5thpsychological thriller, The Family.
‘The Wait’ was written for Friday Fictioneers, a weekly 100 word photo prompt challenge hosted by the fabulous Rochelle. Hop over to Rochelle’s blog here and read the other entries or join in!