Showing posts with label Tania Sharman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tania Sharman. Show all posts

Saturday, 5 August 2023

Saturday Sample: The Best of cafeLit 5, The Fledgling, Tania Sharman, Goldeneye – Smooth cocktail made from rum and pineapple juice, served with a wedge of pineapple.

 

Jonathan believed that he could fly. 

He would often feel himself becoming lighter and lighter, until he was lifted up into the sky where he would then swoop and soar on the air currents.

 “That boy is too much in his head, constantly daydreaming,” complained his father bitterly.

“Put your coat on Jonathan, we are going shopping,” said his mother.

They walked to the street corner, where his mother stopped and chatted to a neighbour.

“Come along Jonathan,” she said, turning to her son. But all that remained were a few feathers on the pavement where he had once stood. 

 

About the Author

 

Tania Sharman lives in Chingford in East London. Most of her time at the moment is spent in the production of a pantomime on behalf of her Local Theatre Company. This includes lots of designing of artwork, prop making, and putting together choreography. She has always entertained the idea of being able to write a story. This is only her second 100 word piece that she has written and submitted to Café Lit.  

Thursday, 22 January 2015

100 Worder The Fledgling


100 Worder The Fledgling

Tania Sharman

The Goldeneye – Smooth cocktail made from rum and pineapple juice.
Served with a wedge of pineapple.

Jonathan believed that he could fly. 
He would often feel himself becoming lighter and lighter, until he was lifted up into the sky where he would then swoop and soar on the air currents.
 “That boy is too much in his head, constantly daydreaming,” complained his father bitterly.
“Put your coat on Jonathan, we are going shopping,” said his mother.


They walked to the street corner, where his mother stopped and chatted to a neighbour. “Come along Jonathan,” she said, turning to her son. But all that remained were a few feathers on the pavement where he had once stood. 


About the Author

Tania Sharman lives in Chingford in East London. Most of her time at the moment is spent in the production of a pantomime on behalf of her Local Theatre Company. This includes lots of designing of artwork, prop making, and putting together choreography. She has always entertained the idea of being able to write a story. This is only her second 100 word piece that she has written and submitted to Café Lit.  




Wednesday, 10 December 2014

Companionship



An Advent Calendar of Stories
December 10 2014




Companionship

Tania Sharman

Madeira Wine


“What’s the day” he asked.
“Monday,” she replied, “Why don’t you pour a drink and join me on the veranda”. 
Charles wrote the day down on the piece of paper he was clutching. It was wonderful when Mabel visited, he had become muddled lately, and she made everything seem normal. He glanced at her photo on the mantelpiece. She was tired when that was taken, but now she looked radiant. They sat in companionable silence.
“I am going now,” said Mabel, “but I will come again tomorrow.” And she slowly disappeared back into the Spirit World from whence she came.


About the Author

Tania Sharman lives in Chingford in East London. She has always entertained the idea of writing a novel, but has always suffered with a ‘creative block’ as the whole process of coming up with an original idea, and then constructing a novel seemed overwhelming. After an inspiring conversation with a friend in a pub about the 100 word stories, she went home, fell asleep, and then woke up at 3am in the morning with the above story unfolding in her head. This is the first story that she has ever written and submitted.