Time-hop: 1967, the year when an elite boarding school went to hell #science fiction #fantasy
Andy’s eyes turned a piercing black. He picked up the guitar — Samantha’s dreaded electric guitar — and held it above his head, a warrior brandishing his weapon. To his right, one of the Three Graces stood poised, her skirt halfway up her thighs and a bass guitar in her hands. To his left stood another of the Graces, her arms raised and her fingers spread like the talons of a descending eagle over an electronic keyboard. Behind him, the most butch of the girls sat twirling polished wooden sticks behind a set of drums.
Desiccation (excerpt ch 23)
Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
Thank you for writing in my favorite genre 🙂 Wishing you a wonderful creative New Year!
Inese
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I read many different genres but looking at my bookshelves, science fiction & fantasy outnumber the others, with Nordic crime a close contender for first place. Now there’s a thought, a Nordic crime science fiction hybrid novel with a sprinkling of Nordic mythology thrown in! Wishing you wonderful New Year, too 🙂
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Thank you! A good read for the long winter evenings 🙂
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It’s on my list of reads! Love it!
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Excellent 🙂
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