Belize Town

Jose Mecorda sat taking a rare break staring at the spire of the St John’s Church. The Church had always held Jose’s imagination. When they had started building in back in 1812, he had been a young boy and he wondered when those markings in the ground and piles of materials would actually be turned … Continue reading Belize Town


Only another 1,000 words or so in a couple of weeks. Not exactly the progress I had in mind, but forward movement nonetheless. I feel like I'm reaching a turning point in the story that will see the rest of it flow out to the eventual climax. Still enjoying it, which is the key point. … Continue reading Slowly