Heaven Calling – Part 6 #RomCom #WomensFiction #ASMSG

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Welcome to my weekly blog series – Heaven Calling

Out every Thursday.

Blurb

Camilla’s enjoyment of heaven life came to an abrupt end after she discovered her husband Gerry was dating back on Earth. He’d spent two years grieving her but in Camilla’s eyes this was not long enough.

With her own team of angel assistants; Anna and Gabriel, some soothing harp music and God’s help, Camilla is certain she can influence the outcome of Gerry’s dates and get him back to mourning her.

Brace yourselves for this week’s part! 

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Heaven Calling Blog Series – Part 3 #Comedy #Heaven #ComedyWriter 

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Welcome to my comedy blog series – Heaven Calling.

This series is out every Thursday on BlondeWriteMore. 

For Part 1 – please click here.

For Part 2 – please click here.

Quick recap: Camilla’s enjoyment of heaven life came to an abrupt end after she discovered her husband Gerry had started dating. He’d spent two years grieving her.

Two years felt a little short to Camilla. In view of her amazing wife skills she was expecting Gerry to grieve for at least twenty years.

With her own team of angel assistants; Anna and Gabriel plus God’s help, Camilla is certain she can influence the outcome of Gerry’s dates from heaven.

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Things to Avoid Saying to a Reader After The Death of a Loved Character #reader #books

Things to Avoid Saying to a Reader Grieving After The Death of a Loved Character

It is terrible when a much loved fictional character dies in the book that you are reading. The grief that you go through can be painful, emotionally draining and can last a few chapters.

If loved ones don’t tread carefully with their remarks during this challenging time they could find themselves with a cold stare, a strop or even an emotional outburst.

This blog post is a list of the things NOT to say to a reader, who is distraught over the death of their much loved fictional character.

For noting: I have also added some thoughts from the reader on hearing these inflammatory comments. I tried to put myself in the reader’s shoes and jotted down my own responses.

The more I got into this role play the more irritated I felt by the end of this list. My poor loved one could not understand why I was a little prickly with him…sigh!

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My Friend Matt #blogbattle #flashfiction #minecraft

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My friend Matt got sick. I made him lots of ‘get well’ cards, sent funny emails for him to read in hospital and looked after his buildings on Minecraft.

Mum told me one morning, with tears in her eyes, that Matt had become a star in the night sky. She told me that when people get very sick they sometimes turn into stars. Just like Grandpa Jones did last year.

I was sad but I knew my friend Matt was not a star.

Two days later Mum took me outside and pointed up at the twinkling stars dotted across the night sky. She asked me which one I thought Matt was. I kept quiet. Matt was not a star.

In school my teacher took me aside. He asked me how I was feeling about Matt. I kept quiet and fiddled with my workbook.

Earlier that day I had tried to explain to Mum that Matt was not a star and that I wasn’t sad anymore. She didn’t understand.

When I came home from school Mum let me play Minecraft. Before he got sick Matt and I would play it together for hours in my bedroom.

We created a Minecraft world together where we would both build magnificent buildings and amazing waterfalls. We filled it with people and animals. It was our special place.

Matt always constructed better buildings than me. He knew which bricks to use and how to add cool secret passageways.

I asked him how he got so good at Minecraft. He said he played it in secret in his bedroom, when he was supposed to be using his telescope. Whilst his parents thought he was learning about the planets and stars he was busy on Minecraft.

I am sat eating my tea at the dinner table. Mum is on the phone, in the kitchen, telling Grandma Jones that tonight we are going to look up into the night sky to see if we can spot Matt’s star. Mum thinks I can’t hear her.

I want to shout. Matt is not a star. Before he got sick he liked to make and build stuff. Twinkling every night would be really boring for my friend Matt.

My iPad is propped up against the Ketchup bottle in front of me. I am sat eating my chicken casserole and staring at my iPad. A little Minecraft person is busy building a fantastic house. I don’t have to touch the screen or do anything. I just sit and watch them at work.

When my friend Matt died he didn’t become a star. He became part of our Minecraft game. Matt now lives deep inside my iPad, in a fantastic Minecraft house with lots of secret rooms, a collection of pigs and a huge waterfall. 

Whilst I am busy or at school he spends his time doing what he always did best; building and transforming our special place.

This was my entry for the weekly blog battle contest run by the one and only Rachael Ritchey.

If you want to join these fierce international battles please click here.

This week the word is: bricks

The genre is: Children’s Fiction

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