Rebecca Lomax
rebeccalomax.bsky.social
Rebecca Lomax
@rebeccalomax.bsky.social
Author in a self-editing loop. Reader. Bird watcher.
chef’s kiss for ‘burger-jowled legacy’ - brilliant image.
July 4, 2025 at 8:38 AM
Lifeless eyes stared back at Ari. The tropics cabinet held another macabre lineup of dull feathers and gaping beaks. But there would be no birdsong. She clutched her purse like a buzzard clawing at writhing prey. The lock picks inside dug into her fingers. This time, she couldn’t fail. #WriteCBC
July 4, 2025 at 6:37 AM
Diesel fumes and stale tobacco leech from his pea coat. Sharp, magpie eyes land on my necklace.

“Just you ‘ere then?” he asks, wedging his boot in the door.

“My boy will be back soon.”
My darling Zeke.

“That right?” His smile greased by the moonlight. “Only it’s Zeke what sent me ”
#WriteCBC
June 6, 2025 at 8:12 AM
I bought two tickets but can’t go (my mum’s having an op)

Happy to give them away to anyone that can make use of them - if you can RT for visibility?

Gutted I’m missing it - it’s looks like it’ll be a great night!
May 20, 2025 at 3:13 PM
So many emotions came up when I first shared my fiction for critique. And the second time, and the third. And so on.

It’s taught me that I care deeply about the words I put out into the world and would never want to feel numb to it.

But I’d definitely like it to feel easier!
May 9, 2025 at 12:40 PM
I took part in the last one - it’s so good.

Marian’s insight was very compelling and gave me lots to think about - and relate to 😄

On our course we also got feedback from @clareswatmanauthor.bsky.social which was so helpful. Her words were kind and her critique was thoughtful and constructive.
May 8, 2025 at 10:59 AM
Alone in the hallway, Ali unravelled into the embrace of her cashmere jumper.

Every thread of Maya’s gift now woven with betrayal. Every whisper of warmth told cruel lies.

She longed to rip the butter-soft kisses from her skin.

Grief numbed her to do anything but sob into her sleeve. #WriteCBC
May 8, 2025 at 10:46 AM
As someone who finds your advice posts hugely helpful, please know they are appreciated.

Each one prompts me to think about my WIP and how your experience and knowledge can help me avoid common writing pitfalls and elevate my craft.
April 3, 2025 at 5:51 PM
She only appeared in darkness. The void, her portal, it beckoned me. Stilled by a cold touch, I knew what followed. Abject pain wasn’t inflicted by sharp teeth, but the prolonged hours of dread in the day. Moonlight revealed her ethereal wisps, my pulse skittish on adrenaline, I succumbed. #WriteCBC
April 3, 2025 at 10:58 AM