Author Archives: 25liannechristie

A plastic carrier bag full of shells.  Sitting on top of  my dressing table, often with other objects piled on top, objects which cause the shells to rattle slightly if I pick them up.  Every time this happens, and I … Continue reading →

Every time I look in the mirror, I’m never sure of what I see.  I think it changes every time.  And not just because I seem to do my make-up differently every day as I can’t decide what suits me; … Continue reading →

This piece is a short story I entered into a faerie story competition at Pitlochry Festival Theatre (Pitlochry being my hometown) and, by some odd twist of fate, won. I was inspired by the unfortunate childhood of scottish writer J.M. Barrie, so decided to combine biographical fact with a bit of my own fiction. Feel free to have a peruse. Any comments are more than welcome Continue reading →

My bedroom; a long, incredibly narrow retreat of dishevellement and dissaray.  It struggles to contain all of my possessions, most of which are strewn across surfaces or piled (in an attempt, on my part, at being neat) against the walls … Continue reading →

A middle-aged man sitting with (who appears to be) his wife and daughter. He is talking with them but he looks stern and never cracks a smile.  His wife and daughter look at him attentively; he is their focus, as … Continue reading →

Maths is important, a background in maths will help you no matter what you decide to do later on; maybe a science too; we really think you should focus on the academic side of things, but we don’t want you … Continue reading →