air song

a bamboo flute pours over you its soul, green and heavy with the memory of rain that once washed it of youth – don’t move, allow it to ooze into the crevices of your thoughts, of your dreams. let it grow wings out of your silence, strong wings, wide wings, so that it can carry … Continue reading

Rate this:

the gingerbread night – another sort of story

she had everything, everything that one should have on a day like that, or at least everything one thinks they should have on a day like that. her palms smelled like cinnamon and somehow within her voice arabesques of caramel instilled in sweet elusive curves, and her hair, God! her wonderful hair was simply the … Continue reading

Rate this:

book discounts

For the winter holidays two of my books, “Footsteps on sand” and “The hidden well”, are now at lower prices – you can find out more about this and order them at http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/LilianaNegoi Enjoy! 🙂

Rate this:

forget-me-not – (very) short prose

[…] “Venetian” I thought, staring at the huge mirror in front of me. The reflection staring back at me was the same one I was used to see for several years now – that of a disciplined and impeccably looking flight lieutenant. I checked my uniform – spotless, perfectly ironed, not even the smallest crease … Continue reading

Rate this:

The unseen – flash fiction

Snow falls, dragging slowly the whole world into a white state of being. On the shoulders of my thoughts spores of silence subside, building frore cadenzas meant to replace the worn-out whispers of warmth, too clichéd by now. The landscape around me, turning swiftly into a perfect mise en scène for Andersen’s Snow Queen, ignores … Continue reading

Rate this: