The Jovial Writer

  Chapter 2 Brielle felt the temperature drop by at least ten degrees as she met his cold black eyes. He was standing at least a foot away, his tall frame obstructing the view. Not that he was bad to look at though. Just a bit scary. "Are you the woman who brought my father here?" he drawled. Brielle shivered at the tone of his voice.  "If you are talking about the elderly man who collapsed at the park this morning, then yes, I did." she said, rubbing her palms together nervously. She berated herself for swooning briefly over his handsome, clean shaved face. His attire and height made him look like a male model, she usually drooled over in magazines. Suits did wonders for men, pity so few of them realized it.   "I cannot thank you enough for your help." he said monotonously, his stony eyes boring into hers. Brielle suppressed a shudder.    "Really?" she couldn't help herself. "You sure look unhappy about it." "I a

Epilogue   13 years later: "Does this tuxedo make me look fat?" asked Axky trying to button up the coat.  "Um honey," started Paula hesitantly trying to say yes without hurting his feelings. "You see it's not your fault, it's mine. With Vicky being with us I sort of went overboard with cooking delicious stuff the last couple of months. It's totally normal that you would need a larger size---" "You  are  calling me fat!" exclaimed Axky melodramatically. "I can't believe it." "No! I mean yes, a little," said Paula cursing under her breath. Why was he so sensitive about his weight anyway? It wasn't like it was important to her. "That is it!" said Axky taking off the ill fitting coat. "My new diet starts now." "Axky you can't diet now." Said Paula exasperatedly. "It's Arthur's wedding next week. Then we are going on a vacation to Italy. How can you possibly pass up

  Love Me? Like You Do. Chapter 1 Brielle was panicking now. The elderly man was not waking up. He was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes closed and breathing deeply, his hands clutching his chest. Brielle sprinkled water over his face, but to no avail. Flustered, she pulled out her phone from her track pant pocket and dialled the number for an ambulance.  Welcome. Please dial 1 for ...  She obeyed the service operator for a while, but when she was put on hold for the third time, she lost her patience and kicked the leaves at her feet in frustration. "At this rate his condition will deteriorate." she thought.  Desperate, she looked at the man again, suddenly noticing a tiny card falling out of his breast pocket. She hesitantly picked it up and scrutinized it. In small neat handwriting four phone numbers were written, "Hospital - xxx909xx, Fire-xxx11xxx, Food- 00xxxx9xx, Car- 88xxxxx" Brielle searched both sides for a relative's contact number,

 #3 on Featured list! "I need you to be my wife." he said lifting her chin up, forcing her to look at him. "But, we don't love each other." protested Brielle as he crashed his lips against her own.  She couldn't think as she kissed him back, intoxicated by his scent and the skillful way his body moved against her own.  "Please." he said huskily looking into her eyes. "Say yes."  "Yes." Brielle found herself saying. After all she never had a choice when it came to him.          ***  After Brielle rushed an elderly man to the hospital, she used up all her savings to foot the bill.  But she didn't expect the man's son to arrive, within minutes of her payment.       He's rich, he's handsome and he's single. He's the biggest businessman in the continent. And the elderly man she rescued was his beloved father. A simple thank you and a cheque would not suffice.      She's too simple for her own good and he&#

The Unsinkable Cat My fourteen-year-old owner, Esmeralda Berkley, is an heiress. She has always lived a life of luxury, but despite it all, she is kind and loving. Her parents try not to deny her, because she seldom asks for anything extravagant. When there was news of the world’s best ship setting sail to the Americas, Esmeralda made a rare request to go. Her family talked about it and decided they would send her with her friend Rose Bukater. Rose was getting married in America, and Esmeralda was to return home after the wedding. I am Esmeralda’s favourite pet. Granted, I am her only pet, but she loves me very much. I am a fluffy ginger cat, sprightly on my feet and very huggable. Esmeralda wanted to take me with her so her parents convinced the Captain to let me on. The day the Titanic was to set sail, my tail was twitching. It was a bad sign and I tried to tell Esmeralda. It was futile, because she was in love with ship already. “Oh Ginger,” she exclaimed. “Look how grand it

A lyrical genius, musician King Charles combines happy tones and melodies to bring forth a wonderful song. At first listen King Charles takes us on a gentle journey of words and in a subsequent listen it feels as though we belong in the world that is created.  Track number 3 of his 2011 debut album Loveblood, the buzzing happy tune paints a picture and tells a story. Producer Mathew Wilder adds a unique touch to an otherwise almost acoustic performance. While it has been many years since the song has released, I stumbled upon an extended version on YouTube that has a few more verses. As a writer myself, I adore words of any kind and an extra verse upon one of my favourite songs is delightful to find. The song may seem long in its 3 minutes and 59 seconds, at first glance, however, one quickly forgets the time as the song picks up speed around the 36th second mark. The first half of the song is peppy and a song to a lover, where they use similes and juxtapose words to show one's lov

 "Once" in a Lifetime A million footsteps walk down the cobbled streets of Dublin every day. Not many take the time to buy a rose from the timid flower girl or pause to listen to the talented busker in the boulevard. Yet, late one night, on her way home, the flower girl stops by the busker to listen to him perform.  “Once” is a beautifully narrated story about two unlikely souls, who are able to rediscover their passion for music. Starring the award-winning Irish singer songwriter Glenn Hansard and Czech musician Markéta Irglová, “Once” is a musical masterpiece.  At only 88 minutes long, the film manages to tell a simple story in a truly magical manner. Hansard plays the role of a vacuum cleaner repairman and a part time busker. Irglová’s character, on the other hand is a young woman who has recently come to Ireland, in search of a brighter future. She has left her piano back home in Czechoslovakia, and here on the streets of Dublin, she is but a simple flower girl. T