"Girls are you packed?" "Yeah, Mum are we going fancy fancy?" "Of course, it's not every day my sister turns 50. Have you got the tickets, John?" "Yeah just here." "Is this a joke?" "What?" "Look at the destination." "What's the problem?" "Alicante! We are supposed to be going to Arrecife!" "Oh shit!" - -… Continue reading Years of ammunition
Sometimes I bubble under the surface, just waiting. Sometimes I cannot be contained, and erupt with no warning. Clenched fists and tight jaws, brows pulled down and together. Adrenaline making you shake. Raised voices and words that are spoken out of turn to inflict damage. Clearing the air or destroying wonderful things. - - This… Continue reading What am I?
Last month I took part in #authorconfession, which was created by JM Sullivan and wrote a post about it with all my January answers. Well, it continued into February so I thought I'd share my answers for this month as well. - - What do you listen to while writing? Depends on my mood, sometimes… Continue reading #authorconfession
Rich choked on his tea. “I’m sorry mate, I can’t believe it...the neighbour?” Arthur leaned over and patted his back “What?” Rich spluttered “Your wife...she just left...with Fred.” “When?” “Just now. Weren’t you listening?” Silence followed. “What caused that reaction then?” Rich showed him the paper, “Rovers beat City.” - - This was written for… Continue reading The long-suffering wife
Sometimes it feels like the ocean between two countries, a vast expanse with an endless horizon. At other times it feels like the pages of a book, always attached one following the other. Why is it that the distance between us feels the furthest away when we are in the same room? - - This… Continue reading You and I
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