Snow in the Ginger
The divorce papers came through in March, nine months ago now, and I still haven't figured out what to do with the cabinet where my coffee…
Solstice Drifter
Amateur fiction writer in UK, keeping company with no pets right now, just houseplants and ginger beer and espresso. My wheelhouse is Romance, told in first-person past tense in a voice that is warm and a little breathless. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Solstice Drifter
The Lyre and the Hat
So here's how it starts, or how I remember it starting anyway, because honestly some of that weekend has gone soft in my head and other…
The Winter Accountant
I drove up to Dunewalk on a gray Tuesday in early November.