Archive for September 17th, 2011

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 “Hi, it’s Clare Carlin speaking. I’m going to read an extract from my fiction manuscript Excursions.

Tucked inside sleeping bags and finally warm, Tom and Emily watched as Tim, their oldest cousin, wrapped himself in a rug. Their younger cousins, sitting behind Tim, smirked as he drew out a torch.
“You know what happens on the farm at night,” he said, shining the bright light at each of them in turn.
“Something stupid,” said Emily, shoving Tom away.
“So you don’t know,” said Tim.
“No”, said Tom quickly, blinded by the torch’s beam, desperate to end the suspense. (more…)

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