Naming your chapters

Glasgow Girl giggled. "I'm sure I'll regret that soon."

Color me tartan

Glasgow Girl sighed softly to herself ‘well, I’m toast,’ she thought.

The streetlights were just turning to amber as Glasgow Girl picked up her pace.

Cheers, beers and some chips at the end

Nowhere is somewhere and everywhere

we share the moon, we share the breeze...

There are two kinds of people in the world: Those who breathe music, and those who don't.

In the deepest of dark, echoes the beat of a heart...

Have you ever thought anything was written for you?

In the wake of the cerulean sky...