Fork It

Anyhow, I sat down one not-so-sunny Thursday in September to write a little more on Blind Luck, looked something up, got distracted (as usual), and found myself on Facebook.

 

I've spent a fair bit of time in Egypt, mostly in Dahab, and in Dahab, dogs are treated pretty well. There's a local charity that takes care of them, and a lot of foreigners who like to adopt street dogs and get upset if they see them harmed.

 

But it's different in Cairo Liel fell off a balcony and broke several bones. He's been managing without treatment for months, but now a small charity, Four Paws One Heart Rescue, has taken him in so he can get the veterinary care he needs. I've paid for his surgery, but he still needs boarding at £5 per day until he recovers.

 

Asking people to donate money always makes me feel uncomfortable, so I thought I'd try something different. I spent the afternoon writing a short Blackwood story, one that I've had in my mind for ages, ever since I wrote the “fork” conversation between Emmy and Dan in Chapter 37 of White Hot. It's called Fork It

 

If anyone donates £5 or more towards Liel's recovery, I'll send you a few words from Emmy as a bonus

 

Just email me your receipt on elise (at) elise-noble.com, and I'll send a BookFunnal download link.