Grief is where you’re standing still and the world keeps on turning. Where food doesn’t taste the same even at a five star restaurant. Things that once made you laugh…
Being a mother of two boys aged 3 and 2 is sometimes so chaotic I barely have time to think. Every evening once the boys are asleep and I can…
The snow falls so softly. Slow, Slow, Slow. Down it comes swirling and twirling like ribbons across the sky. Gently now, ever so gently. Kissing my eye lashes, my nose…
My father, my love. I miss you. And I miss the crinkles around your eyes, the loud bouts of laughter that were always so easy to come by. Your jokes,…
you must climb. Go on. Further, further. I keep whispering to myself “you’re almost there, you’re almost there.” But the second voice in my head, the one who is continually…
This page is about Romantasy author Adelaide Green and what she is writing and what she is reading.