A Writing Whirlwind

I feel like I'm caught up in a writing whirlwind at the moment. Lots of words are swirling around me - some, taking the form of poems, some, stories and many, (although sometimes it feels like not enough) are combining to take the shape of a novel.
Sequins

Sequins – Poem

The poem, 'Sequins' aims to breathe life back into a time when I felt joy from my head to my toes.  In my late...
starfish

Starfish: Flash Fiction by K. S. Moore

As a starfish, I am pointy, shiny and spirited, with a zest for water. The tank allows me to see out into the world without taking part. I can float and watch and wait. The only problem occurs when a handler introduces me to a child.
Tractor.

Unlit Sticks: Flash Fiction

The tractor scores bright lines in the field. Four bales of silage already loom, great barrel-shadows with a sheen of their own.
Ophelia

Backstage Story, Part 1 – The Mask of Ophelia

The Mask of Ophelia The Mask of Ophelia is a short story set in the theatre, written at a time when I was writing a...

Writing Update: Flash Fiction and Winter Poetry

I've recently had a couple of flash fiction pieces and a poem accepted for publication. I'm also working on some new and inspiring projects, so it must be time for a Writing Update!
St Bernard Dog.

Halloween Short Story Extract

The road narrows and the fog hangs in, like dragon breath. We're on a nameless diversion – no signposts, not even sun to mark the horizon. Houses float out, make themselves known against white. If people live here, it can't be so desolate. It's just the weather.But the road shudders its way into the car, into our bodies, until we exclaim at its roughness. Our eyes find the dirt, not even a hint of a white line. We could not live here.
A selection of nature inspired micropoetry, by K. S. Moore.

Micropoetry Inspired by Nature

I've been sharing this micropoetry on Twitter and Facebook over the last few weeks. But it's always satisfying to gather thoughts, moments and poems, into a place where they might make sense, or at least be kept safe. So, take a look, have a ponder, and let me know if any particular poem appeals and why. It's great to get feedback!

Poetry at Waterford Writers Weekend

Waterford Writers Weekend is fast approaching, my excitement levels are rising . . . The urge to blog about it cannot be suppressed any longer! I will be reading a selection of my poetry at 2pm in Bishop's Palace Cafe, Waterford on the Saturday of the festival, March 23rd.