Chloe A Hill
Bio
I have a love of the genre of magic realism and historical fantasy and any tale that has the ability to transport the reader to an immersive alternative world. Currently, I'm working on my debut historical fantasy novel.
Stories (3/0)
A Bolt of Red Tafetta
The rich, crisp red cloth moved under her fingers, shot with two tones of color - rose red and a fiery scarlet - so it appeared almost to be a flame when it moved in the light. Under the lamps of the tailors workshop, it moved like a river rustling material. What a dress it would make for a ball, Mary thought as she unrolled it once to look at it while she was alone and her employers were at asleep. Deft at filling in the account books and sleight of hand at removing this and that from the business, she could quietly take buttons, threads and small off cuts of pieces to make things for people who came to her after hours where she lived. But this would be at least one bolt, ‘just once’ she thought - ‘just once, I’ll take it just once’. The roll unraveled before her and flipped out on the table, the very last of it left over from another dress. One gas lamp petered out and the room went dark. Mary blew out the candle by her side and hurriedly folded the cloth into her sewing bag.
By Chloe A Hill5 months ago in Fiction
Green Thumb
All of his life, Merv had wanted to know what was going on. He rubbed his stubby freckled hand on a dirty glass pane of the glasshouse window as ferns coiled around him, glowing green in the hot sun. 'Benson's Gardeners' gathered outside on the posh mansions’ circular driveway. Dark as ogres they seemed, through the plant kingdom window as they waited for his presence. He took a deep breath, put his trowel and gloves down and stepped through the plants.
By Chloe A Hill5 months ago in Fiction
My Notes Are Driven
They say sometimes that your twin is your shadow. I know. I’ve heard it. But I reckon she was more like my other bit, the one that went in the accident. She wasn’t supposed to go. I always said that, because when she did things just didn’t work anymore. And things are supposed to work, right?
By Chloe A Hill5 months ago in Fiction
