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Author: Anna Spargo-Ryan

Draft complete!

I have just written the last scene of my book-in-progress, and 'THE END'. It is the strangest feeling, like it might suddenly spring back to unfinished and shout at me until I finish it over and over again. Starting the next one in 3


Adult Christmas (SFW)

When I was a kid, we had big Christmasses. Some years we went to six different places: midnight mass with Roma, who was an old lady with a nativity scene on her fireplace and a pianola; breakfast with mum's friend Sybilla, who made cheesecake and


2013 in review / 2014 in preview

I didn't write a recap of 2012, because I was occupied by being smug about how excellent it had been. I had nothing to get off my chest, no demons to exorcise and no feelings to work through. I was all, "Onwards and upwards, 2013!" Unfortunately,


My first … time drunk

When I was sixteen, I had a lovely, law-abiding boyfriend. He was seventeen, and we went to parties with booze and never drank any of it, because we were such upstanding members of society. When I was seventeen, I had a boyfriend who was in all


Just a funny little game.

My cat died today. But I won't believe it. So I wrote it into my story, so now it is fiction. ‘Have you seen Harriet?’ Ashok’s voice was short, urgent, his face pulled stricken, but hopeful. We would have an answer. We would know that she was safe.