The weather has been really nice lately. When it's warm and sunny in the U.K. the only place to be is the beach. I thought I'd never be able to walk on the pebbles, but after only one year, my feet are tougher. I think they remembered. Or I learned. The towel was given to... Continue Reading →
Got An Extra 60,000 Euro This Month? Pick up a Bronze Head at the Knoll
Here's another from the Budapest Times stories published October 2004. Image selected from those delivered by Zemanta. Got An Extra 60,000 Euro This Month? Pick up a Bronze Head at the Knoll by Alison Boston Budapest's Knoll Gallery is hardly comparable to the Smithsonian, the Tate Liverpool, or even the Doris C. Freedman Plaza in... Continue Reading →
Fiction Friday: Here’s to Tomorrow by Alison Boston
We're working on dialogue and more than one 3rd person POV in the writing group. Here's my effort. So much for flash fiction and keeping it under 500 words! Better luck next time. Mary walked out of the flower shop into the cold winter evening and gasped as she breathed in. It was freezing. Her... Continue Reading →
