Twenty Minutes Later

Twenty Minutes Later

by Lee A Jackson

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Overview

After seeing a red dress caught in a tree before being washes away under the bridge, it starts an insatiable need to figure out where it came from. But there are obstacles in getting across Pevensey Bridge, none lesser than the troll who lives beneath. But the potential rewards in the land of the red dress on the other side keep pulling and pulling. Twenty Minutes Later is a short story about mustering up the courage to be able to cross over into something new. There are always obstacles on the road to change, but it doesn't mean that there are not ways to overcome them and be able to cross.

Product Details

BN ID: 2940046619607
Publisher: Lee A Jackson
Publication date: 03/06/2015
Sold by: Smashwords
Format: NOOK Book
Sales rank: 1,052,311
File size: 81 KB

About the Author

The Beginning: I began writing in my mid to late teens, sequestered away in my bedroom in rural south west England. The writing was borne out of a need to express myself and to communicate with the world, something I was not good at doing verbally. It became an outlet for me and my writing grew with me through the years. The Middle: The writing stuck with me, and the style and nature of my writing naturally evolved as my life changed. Longer stories started coming along, and I even went through a period of planning and organising stories out before actually writing anything. That flew in the face of the disorganised nature where I would just write everything in one go from a single thought such as a title or a name. Still through a lack of self belief, everything was kept close to my chest. That and habitual procrastination. The End: There will be no end, not until the sun dies its death. For the longest time I had a fear of being forgotten and the way I figured to combat that would be to have a published book sat on a library shelf somewhere. I would have indelibly left my mark somewhere, long after I passed. That was a motivation in the back of my subconscious mind somewhere and still to this day, the enduring nature of my words in print following my end, is comforting.

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