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The Attar of Chervil: Episode One

19 March, 2018

Dracomagan was nowhere to be seen. Parsley and Sorrel waited for her, whilst Sir Peagreen stood guard. Eyes glowed in the dark greenness and a chill wind rattled dead leaves.
“I think it’s werewolves and vampires…” Parsley moaned.
“… and horrible beasties!” Dracomagan appeared in the gloom, leggings gleaming. She grinned.
“Can’t see there’s anything to smile about,” grumbled Parsley. “Is there another way round?”
“No. One path leads to a blind canyon with no way over it and the other way just dumps you in that raging river we crossed yesterday. So, the quickest way to Nimue, is through that.”
Dracomagan pointed at the green gloaming and led the way forwards …

This is the beginning of my FREE short story, The Attar of Chervil. The tale began in The Essence of Thyme and continued in The Oil of Sage but each story stands alone. If you’d like to read a FREE short story every year and sample some of my FREE short form poetry as well as getting a glimpse into my real life, simply sign up for my Newsletter at dragonscaleclippings@gmail.com and put “Request Clippings” in the subject line! (Your email will not be sold or passed onto anyone else and I will only ever use it to send you the link to my Newsletter).
A huge thank you to one of my collaborative partners, Elisa Choi, for her beautiful front cover for this issue of my Newsletter. For more of Elisa’s work, please visit her website at Harmony Thoughts
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© Freya Pickard 2018
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Happy Christmas!

22 December, 2016

I would like to wish all my readers and supporters a Very Happy Christmas and a Peaceful New Year!
Thank you everyone for all the support you’ve shown me through what has been a pretty horrendous year. Thank you for all the re-blogs and sales, for all the encouraging comments and messages. Thank you for everything.
I’m taking a break now for a couple of weeks, but plan to be back here again in the New Year…!
Don’t forget to check out the new, very short videos I’ve been creating at YouTube.
See you all again in 2017!
© Freya Pickard 2016

lilac moonlight …

17 November, 2016

I enjoyed reading the third episode of The Oil of Sage. And I also loved Shadorma 6, it really appealed to me… E Stoker
Elfje 12 is so creative! I like how you compared the colors of autumn to that of rust which made it visually rich. Oil of Sage continues to excite me and it made me wonder if the crystal ball is the key to overcoming Nimue…can’t wait for the next episode! E Choi
Your pyramid poem was spot on. I have often thought of myself as a writer without words just lately. But sometimes there really are no words to describe the things that happen around us and to us. I do like the theme you have going in the small poems included in the zine. The theme of the planets is very atmospheric. I think number 6 is my favourite; Lilac moonlight that pierces the soul is a wonderful poetic suggestion. And thank you again for Dracomagan. Lovely writing and humour. And the analogy of “…pink as a summer rose…” to describe blushing is just gorgeous. Linda Turner
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Wednesday Words – Parchment Poll April 2016

20 April, 2016
Here I am again with the first Parchment Poll of 2016…
STAR READ
Scifaikuest November 2015 Exciting, chilling and entertaining. If you don’t yet subscribe to it, try it! (And one of my haiku appears on page 7…!)
Brilliant books – will re-read
The Little Book of Yorkshire Customs & Folklore A funny little book of quaint tales and lore. It will be useful for basing stories/poems on when I have no inspiration myself…
Wordplay by Gyles Brandreth Brilliantly written. Fascinating discussions. I learnt so much about my mother tongue. This is going on the shelf beside the dictionary and thesaurus.
Dial 174 #105 A beautiful spring and Easter read. A plethora of poetry and some interesting stories and anecdotes. The 2 poems that really spoke to me were Easter Sunday by L Grinter and Words by A Coleman for their use of language, rhythm and flow. Oh, and 2 of my poems, The King Must Die and Nymph Song appear in it!
The Servant Queen by M Green & C Butcher I was really fortunate to be given this booklet as a present. It is heart-warming and inspiring insight into our monarch. She truly is a servant to our nation.
The Thirteen Gun Salute by P O’Brian Another swash-buckling tale of Aubery & Maturin. I love the way the author tells his tale – he breaks all the creative writing rules! But he leaves the reader on such a cliff-hanger…
Interesting but probably won’t re-read
Dragonrider by Cornelia Funke Good pace to this story but I found the characters a little flat. Odd blend of folklore too that for me, didn’t quite gel.
Inkheart by Cornelia Funke Very difficult to get into. I liked the ideas but it was hard-going…Inkspell by Cornelia Funke Maybe slightly easier to read – perhaps I am getting used to her style. It’s not easy though. The ideas are brilliant but the language is clumsy. Inkdeath by Cornelia Funke Again it was a struggle to read this book. The author’s ideas are really brilliant but the story is such a slog to get through…
Mslexia 69 I like the new style and layout. The articles are worth reading. But oh dear! The stories and poems are just awful…
Current Read
The Nutmeg of Consolation by Patrick O’Brian
Have you read any of these books? What did you think of them?
© Freya Pickard 2016

The Kaerling Book One

20 January, 2016
The first thing Otta could remember seeing was firelight. At the time she was too young to know it was fire. All she understood was that heat danced between darkness and scarlet. Later, when she was a little older and could walk outside, she discovered a golden source of heat high in the blue sky above her head. Her mother, Luella, called it the sun. In the kitchen she would watch her mother create a spark from two stones to light the hearth fire that cooked their food. And when Otta was about five years old she discovered how to make fire herself.
Her mother was heavily pregnant and very ill. One morning Luella was so unwell she could not descend the wooden stairs that connected the sleeping lofts to the large, flagstone kitchen. Alvar had shouted at Otta to keep her twin brother Erl out of the way and the two children sat in the cold, dark room. When Erl was shivering, Otta peered at the ash-filled hearth remembering how her mother kindled red fire every morning without fail. Otta raked out the white ash, concentrating on the task, blocking out the dreadful cries above. Erl fetched kindling for her and Otta carefully built a small wigwam of sticks. With Erl’s help she found the firestones on the shelf beside the hearth and struck them together. A small, pale flame blossomed and she held it to the thin sticks of wood. The flame sinuously twisted around the dry kindling, emitting a crackling sound. The stick erupted into flame, generating fierce heat.
I’m looking for feedback on these opening paragraphs… Do you want to read more? If you were to buy the book, what format would you purchase? What do you think happens in the story?
© Freya Pickard 2016