I recently compiled three of my Christmas-themed short stories into an anthology called The Granting Of Wishes. Thank you to everyone who signed up and got their free PDF-copy. I hope you enjoyed the three short stories!
I’ve been told by readers (not just my mom! ;-)) that they were moved to tears by these stories. So for those of you who weren’t sure whether you wanted to get the anthology or not, here’s a snippet to give you some idea of what you’d be reading:
A Wish Named Snow – Snippet
Cory hastens from his mother’s bedroom to the kitchen, trying hard not to spill the water in the bowl he is holding. He doesn’t have time to sop up any puddles. His mother is feverish again and he needs fresh water to cool her face.
He dumps the water in the kitchen sink and rinses out the cloth. He looks outside the window in front of him, at the garden. In spring, the flowers bloomed beautifully and the lawn was as green as a golf-course. But now, in the heat of summer, the color has gone out of grass and leaves and petals. Everything is yellow and brown and dead.
Usually, his mother would never let this happen. Last year, the garden was a riot of color all summer long, well tended, watered every morning and evening to withstand the South African summer heat. Cory would ‘help’ her, by digging through the earth with his little red shovel and redistributing it in his yellow bucket. This year, mom hasn’t stepped foot in the garden and Cory hasn’t touched his shovel or bucket in two months. He hasn’t even thought about them, nor about the set of Legos his father gave him four months ago for being such a good sport about dad never being home anymore. Continue reading “Snippet from Christmas Anthology”



there isn’t enough to write about. It’s more like there’s too much. So this will probably end up being a new type of photo-bomb: a post with a barrage of photos, with some explanatory scribbles in between.