I can't believe what I've achieved from writing over the last 12 months. Not only have I had success in writing recipes and other history/crime articles, I've even managed to publish my first children's Christmas adventure/fairy story for the Kindle - http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B006GEQL9I If I can do it, anyone can!

The moon is full and brilliant, sitting low in a dark starry sky. The constellations twinkle intermittently in a display so vivid that you feel you can reach up and touch them. A full moon beam is displayed in the still lake creating a perfect light path from one shore to the other. The air is perfectly still except for the occasional whisper of a breeze that causes a rustling in the leaves atop the forty foot high birch trees surrounding our campsite. The silence is both soothing and healing.

Jerry's parents rarely had to tell him to go to bed more than once. He loved to sleep. When he was sleeping, deep in his dreamtime, he could fly. Jerry started to fly when he was a very little boy. At, first, his family enjoyed hearing about his flying dreams. Later, when he learned how to gain altitude, his family loved to hear how he would fly over the treetops. He began to fly to places he had never been before; he could fly almost anywhere!