Nature Finds a Way
BY BETH FLYNN
Nature finds a way. She recognises that we are one and the same, all part of the same universal web of existence.
The Soundless Hush
BY BETH FLYNN
Sometimes at night I fall asleep, to all embracing black,, and other times – right at the brink, my senses call me back…
The Trials of Relocating to Rural Italy
BY BETH FLYNN
‘Buona sera,’ said the man, who looked to be a little older than my dad. ‘Tutto bene?’
Lost and Found
BY BETH FLYNN
I stood in front of the rather shabby-looking reception desk, waiting for the hostel owner, Evie, to return with my passport…
Key Advice for Aspiring Writers
BY BETH FLYNN
Storm Constantine was one of the first authors who inspired me to throw myself into writing fantasy.
The Glass Castle
BY BETH FLYNN
A poetic retelling of the meeting between St. Collen, a 7th century warrior monk, and Gwyn ap Nudd, Celtic god of the Otherworld…
As A Pebble – A Short Nature Meditation
BY BETH FLYNN
I lie as a pebble on the bed of a lake, watching the sky as morning breaks before my eyes, bringing swooping swallows in its wake.
What Glorious Ineptitude
BY BETH FLYNN
What glorious ineptitude, the human soul. Its never-ending mission for the key to feel whole.
Increasing Creative Flow
BY BETH FLYNN
It is often a common problem for writers, the world over, to keep their creativity levels consistent from one day to the next.
Are you a Plotter or a Pantser?: A Writer’s Comparison
BY BETH FLYNN
Are you a plotter or a pantser? As writers, we all inevitably fit into either of the above categories.
