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  It's Saturday, so it's time to curl up on the sofa with a cuppa, a handful of biscuits and something to read. Here's a story to- hopefully - entertain and amuse.  This isn't one from my collection (shown above) but simply a weird tale that popped into my head, and who can explain why that happens?  Hope you enjoy it, and if you do (sorry, self promotion klaxon about to sound) please consider meandering over to Amazon and picking up a copy.  There, that's the less-than-hard-sell over and done with.   Hope you enjoy! P.S.  Does this link work?  Possibly so ... am I actually getting to grips with technology?  Yeah, well, the jury's still out on that ...  Your Saturday story: THE FAT OF THE LAND   Once upon a time there was a queen who’d provided the realm with six daughters, all of noble countenance and regal bearing. She considered six to be enough, and was therefore vexed to discover she was expecting yet another child ....

I've always loved writing short stories.  Even when it's only been me reading and enjoying them, when I've entered them in writing competitions and got nowhere, even then I've kept going.  There's something ridiculously satisfying about creating your own characters and setting, having an entire drama play out in the space of 4,000 or so words, bringing everything to a neat - or sometimes not so neat - conclusion.   A while ago I self published a collection of stories via Amazon, mainly for - I'm vain enough to admit - the pleasure of seeing my own name on a book, even if only a self published one.  So I thought, in addition to my Wednesday craft book reviews, I'd make Saturday a short story day, when I select one and put it on this blog.  To begin, let's go with the story I named my collection after, 'The House on Steep Street'.  Why Elfret Finch came into my mind, I don't know.  Sometimes characters take a while to show themselves.  Other ti...