original works by Christine I Steeves Speakman Separate but in tune with all surroundings Alone but in company of others…
original works by Christine I Steeves Speakman leaves shimmering in the sunlight like ripples in a pond – translucent butterfly…
Meet the Author ChrisChat: Why did you write the book the book that brought you to MuseItUp Publishing? Barbara: I…
works by Christine I Steeves Speakman We’ve all heard how we need to let go. Let go of our anger,…
works by Christine I Steeves Speakman How I wish you could see what I see. The scenes that go by…
works by Christine I Steeves Speakman THE RAT A terrorizing wind blew down on the deathly white figure. It lay…
Works by Christine I Steeves Speakman You can’t go leftYou can’t go rightIt doesn’t matter which one’s right or who…
works by Christine I Steeves Speakman The night air howled with the cold heartless laugh of the fierce strange…
Meet the Authors ChrisChat: Why did you write the book that brought you to MuseItUp Publishing? Ken and Anne: The…
This piece was written February 5, 2001 and yes I remember how tired I was. I’ll give the original ending…