[sticky post]Welcome
Mandala
tantewillemijn
How nice of you to drop in. Welcome to the place where I post my stories.
There are quite a few now.
Four 'normal' romance novellas, Shadows, Gone, Games and Back-kicks and strings. (one more if you're an LJ friend) A Torchwood fanfic (not my usual genre), a more historic themed romance novel Annabelle. And the short-short A Night To Forget
In between the stories are some other things that I just felt compelled to share.

Update: At the moment I'm posting my 12 Stories For Christmas. 1 story everyday as part of a big one. Written out of order, one piece each month. Enjoyed doing that immensely. The style does have its limitations. But I very much enjoyed the challenge. Hope you like it too. Started posting Friday 13th and the last one will be up at Christmas Eve. Let me know what you think about it.

A little bit about me

I'm a 39yr old night-nurse. I love my job. Because I only work every other week, I've a lot of time on my hands. I usually spend that writing, singing, playing bass guitar and sometimes painting.
I'm from the Netherlands, where I live with my partner, two cats, Miep and Wilson, and a bird named Mick.

I've been writing since I can't remember. Never felt the need to share it until only a few years ago. After publishing three stories in Dutch on my own site, I got involved in Twitter and other social media.
The friends I made there convinced me to start writing in English. So that's what I've been doing since. And I've been more productive than ever.
I love sharing these stories with you, and I hope there will be many many more.
If you've read one (or more) of them, feel free to comment.

Thanks for coming by. Hope to see you again soon.
Love Linnie

ps Feel free to look me up on Twitter, @TanteWillemijn.

12 Stories For Christmas
Mandala
tantewillemijn
Here they are. My 12 Stories For Christmas.

I really enjoyed writing these. The style certainly has its limitations and I'm not sure I'd do something like this again. Still, I like how they turned out very much. Hope you like it too. Feel free to tell me in the comment section(s)
By clicking previous you get to the next month. I reversed the posts so it starts with January.

Love Linnie

A reminder what it was all about and how it started....copied post from January.
Those of you who are friends with me on Twitter and/or Facebook will have seen me mention my 12 Stories For Christmas (#12SFC) project. (To be honest, I'll have slapped you with it numerous times. And more times yet to come)
Because both media are not really suitable for an explanation of the concept, I decided to make a post about it here.

So. 12 Stories For Christmas, this is what it's about.
For this year I've set myself a challenge. Writing a part of a story each month. Those 12 together will end up being one big story, but each of them should read as a seperate one as well. A novel totally written and published out of order, presenting life defining parts of each of the main characters.
My goal is 1500 to 2000 words for each part. I'll probably go over or under at some. But that's ok. Because it's my story. :)

I have never done anything like this before. It requires more planning and looking ahead than I'm used to.
As my usual style is more: Let's just start with this scene and see where it takes me. Sometimes with a vague idea of how the story goes, but more often than not no clue at all.

Apart from explaining this to all of you, this is also my way of committing to it. Challenging myself to not rush it, but really write one story a month, so they are really separate ones. And kicking my own ass to really deliver and not let go of it in, let's say, March.

As I'm writing this I've just done the final writing and editing on the January part. I like how it turned out very much. And I can't wait to share it with you all. First instalment will be up the 13th of December. After that 1 each day right until the last one on Christmas Eve. (hence the project name 12 stories for Christmas)

Finishing up on some other projects as well, so I hope to have new reading material for you all shortly.

Much Love and Best Wishes for 2013.
Linnie

January
Mandala
tantewillemijn

The cracks, when had he first noticed the cracks?

After a sad sigh Tim put the pen to the paper and signed. He pushed the papers away over the table. Without saying a word he got up and got his keychain from his pocket.

Looking at the people at the other side of the table he took the house key off the chain and threw it so it landed exactly on the papers he’d just signed.

Candice sat there watching him coldly. In her expensive, designer suit, flanked by her expensive lawyers.

“We could have made this work, Candice.” Tim said. “We could have fixed this.” Then he turned and walked out of the room, down the stairs and onto the street.

The cold wind was tugging at him, snow was landing in his hair and on his shoulders. He didn’t feel it. He felt comfortably numb, again asking himself the question. When had things started to fall apart for Candice and him?

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February
Mandala
tantewillemijn

“You’ll do fine.” Her mother’s reassuring words rang in Anne’s ears. “You’ll be wonderful.”

She had hugged her mom. It didn’t help much though. Anne was beside the stage ready to go on with the band. She had been playing in bands for ages. This was her first real paid gig.

She took a few seconds to make sure her guitar was tuned. The drummer and bass player started. Anne and the keyboard player followed.

Last up was Joe, the singer of the band.

Anne was smiling widely all through the first song. Through the whole gig for that matter. The band had a ball.

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March
Mandala
tantewillemijn

“Norah, it’s me, Tim.” The answering machine made his voice ring through the room. “I really had a great time the other day. And I was… ehm… wondering if I could invite you to dinner? Just let me know. I’ll be in town a while I think.”

Anne laughed. “Mom, he’s asking you on a date.”

Norah was mortified that her daughter had heard that. It was her own fault. She always forgot to listen to the answering machine when she got home. Most people called her cell phone.

“It’s not a date.” Norah answered.

“Mom, it’s ok to have a date, you know. Lord knows you can do with a little…”

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April
Mandala
tantewillemijn

Jim made his way downstairs. It was just past 3 a.m. He wasn’t sure what had woken him up. Then again he never was.

When he turned to the kitchen he saw the light was on.

Carefully he opened the door to find his daughter sitting in the dimly lit room. Having a cup of coffee.

“What are you doing up?” He saw she was fully dressed. Her backpack, clearly fully packed, stood by the back door.

“Norah, what’s going on?”

The eighteen year old got up and poured her father a cup of coffee.

“I’m leaving.” She said when she sat back down opposite of him.

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May
Mandala
tantewillemijn

Anne leaned forward to her mother who was in the driver’s seat.

“So cool your boss let you have the limo tonight.” Norah smiled. She made another stop and more of Anne’s friends poured in. Norah sneaked a peak to the backseat. The girl’s dresses were lovely. As was Anne’s. They had chosen it with great care. Anne sat next to Joe. Her fellow band member and if Norah wasn’t mistaking a lot more than that.

After a few minutes she halted in front of the hotel where the senior prom was to be held. Before getting out she turned to the kids in the back seat.

“I know your parents are probably going to kill me over this. But I’m going to say it anyway.

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June
Mandala
tantewillemijn

Marianne strode down the stairs. Her dress trailing down the steps behind her like a waterfall. She was the last to be ready. Of course she was. She was a lady after all.

Her husband, daughter and her date, and her son were waiting for her. Daniel checked his watch and sighed.

Marianne smiled. “Fashionably late, darling. You can’t expect me to be early for my own party.” Then she rounded up on her children.

“You look very nice, Vianne. Tim, come here.” She straightened out his bow-tie. “Didn’t bring a date?”

“Susan broke up with me last week, remember?” Susan was the latest in a string of affairs he’d had. It left his mother frowning. She and her husband both had had the ‘you need to settle down’ talk with Tim several times. He was in his mid-twenties, for crying out loud.

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July
Mandala
tantewillemijn

Norah and David were enjoying a slow Sunday morning. They were sitting on the living room floor, taking turns in entertaining Anne with songs and games. The two year old was a lively bright kid.

Norah had picked up her guitar and was now playing one of Anne’s favourites. The little one was standing in front of her father waving her hands as if to dance. David picked up the camera and quickly filmed a bit. He did so whenever he could. As if he wanted to preserve these moments forever.

He knew how Norah felt about it. “Enjoy it, you can’t bring it back.” She’d said to him more than once. His young wife was wise beyond her years.

Suddenly she stopped singing. She gasped for breath, putting the guitar aside.

David was with her within seconds.

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August
Mandala
tantewillemijn

The crowd was cheering loudly. Jim cheered with them. The entire town had come out to watch this game. They were well on their way to the championship this year. After three disappointing seasons, they could do with a bit of luck.

It was easy for Jim to pretend to be interested in what was going on down there. But honestly, he only had eye for one thing. One person.

Donna was head cheerleader. The most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Way out of his league of course. Still, he could hope. He was eighteen now, she soon would be.

Breathless Jim watched the girls taking over the field at half time. Donna was thrown up high in the air. It was almost as if she was flying.

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