Category Archives: Gaelle

Turn the Oven Off

Posted on 22/12/2021 by writingbrussels

Story inspired by Tami Afta’s picture shown here Pam had been married to Roger for over 25 years now and they had become what is mostly known as a typical old couple. They knew each other so well that they … Continue reading →

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Le Palier

Posted on 27/10/2021 by writingbrussels

La fatigue était venue subrepticement. Loïc ne l’avait pas vue venir. C’est vrai qu’il voyageait depuis plusieurs heures et rien sur cette autoroute ne venait troubler sa concentration. Rien qui ne puisse interrompre un flot de pensées hypnotisantes, troublantes. Sur … Continue reading →

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New dawn

Posted on 08/05/2021 by writingbrussels

“It’s a new dawn It’s a new dayIt’s a new life for me…♪♫”… “And am I feeling good?” Diana asked herself as she walked down from her bedroom in her new Overijse home, carrying little Rose in her arms. The sun … Continue reading →

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Behind the curtain

Posted on 19/11/2020 by gaelle6

Diana had grown so sick of these cabaret nights. During the spring wave of the pandemic, the clandestine bar had been a safe harbour where lost souls came in search of a discreet encounter, whispering over a glass of bourbon … Continue reading →

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The Kid

Posted on 27/05/2020 by writingbrussels

N°476, not far to go now. Diana was walking fast along the avenue de la Couronne, a grey artery running between the neighbourhoods of Ixelles and Etterbeek in Brussels. She was not a city girl. She had a house in … Continue reading →

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