Scary Monsters and Super Creeps

I can't speak for any other writer as to how their creative minds operate, but mine is VERY particular when it comes to inspiration. As should be abundantly apparent by all these #Blogmas posts, music is an indivisible part of existence. How that manifests has altered significantly in my 50 plus years on the planet, … Continue reading Scary Monsters and Super Creeps

Goodbye

Sometimes it is hard to accept that occasionally, progress needs to be sacrificed in order to allow growth. Having begin to grow fruit this year in our garden, that notion is very much being learnt as plants rot in the ground that's either been far too dry or now excessively wet. The strong and healthy … Continue reading Goodbye

EX/WHI :: Part Fourteen

Previous Part :: Next Part Consciousness returns unexpectedly: no dreams precede it, yet sense remains of being observed, examined before there was nothing, silence. Chris is no longer outside: this isn’t the cafe they were abducted in either. He can count tables though, re-purposed pieces of wood on delicate, metal legs to his left, stripped … Continue reading EX/WHI :: Part Fourteen

Write Now :: The Book of Shame

I don't know how other writers deal with rejection, except that it is something that anyone who writes will encounter the moment they throw themselves into competition. It is the inevitable consequence of attempting to be noticed, belief that one is only worthy when a total stranger decides your writing deserving of a wider audience. … Continue reading Write Now :: The Book of Shame

Blue Sky Thinking :: Doubt

[INT; Alt's Brain. Things have definitely improved since our last visit. Papers have been filed, cabinets are slowly being refilled. The skeleton staff of GUILT and REMORSE are beginning to make some inroads, revealing lavender walls and a dark blue carpet. GOOD and EVIL have their own separate desks, on which are piled roughly even stacks of … Continue reading Blue Sky Thinking :: Doubt

Tomorrow

Oh look, it's September: how time flies when you're working non stop instead of actually being on Holiday... there were some breaks for enjoyment, and the last week has been the most relaxation managed all month, if truth be told. However, it is BACK TO WERK tomorrow with an early start and ALL THE POETRY to … Continue reading Tomorrow

August Short Story :: Lydia

This story was first published in 31 parts via Twitter during August. It is now reproduced in a complete form, a number of small edits and corrections made to improve narrative flow and maintain correct continuity. Enjoy. Lydia The Circus has never visited Anchorbridge before, of that Connie is certain. It’s not even on the … Continue reading August Short Story :: Lydia