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Peter Matthiessen (2010 [1978]) The Snow Leopard.

The Snow Leopard by Peter Matthiessen is a holy book, one of those books you could read again and again (but probably won't). It was reprinted as a Vintage Classic for a new generation of readers. I got called me a book snob, online. It irked me, at first. Readings what I do. I’m one of the clichéd, if I’ve nothing to read, I’ll read the ingredients of the sauce bottle kinda guy. I even read poetry, but I don’t put it on my chips very often. But...

More Publishing Success!

More publishing success from one of our poets. This time it's D Marie, whose poetry collection Inner Nature is just out on Amazon. Here's what she says about it: Inner Nature is a small collection of imaginative nature poems with a central theme on inner and outer environments. Some are written from the perspective of nature, while others are based on past personal challenges, and ends with an emphasis on unity and light; not just on a personal...

Story and Poem of the Month

Our Story and Poem for the month of September have very kindly been chosen by Parson Thru: Poems Great poetry pieces to choose from this month. In the end, Coolhermit’s poem “Tenebris Interlucentem (into the darkness… light)” hooked me with its cruel but unavoidable parody of pub readings. It’s a great piece of contemporary realism with grittiness and soul. Crucially, it turns; only for the burning bush to vanish in smoke and be quenched by...

Inner Nature

Hey, I have published a small poetry collection on amazon, called Inner Nature. The theme is centered on inner and outer environments, some of which are written from the perspective of nature, while others are based on past personal challenges, and ends with an emphasis on unity and light. Several of the poems have appeared in various anthologies over a ten year period. Want to thank abctales for the confidence boosting cherries! Thanks, Donna.

Gavin Francis (2020) Island Dreams: Mapping an Obsession.

Gavin Francis tells us of his love affair with islands and maps. And he traces his addiction to a district library in Fife he visited as a child aged eight or nine. How his little fingers traced patterns over atlas and archipelagos ‘as if reading Braille’. As an adult he had to choose between studying medicine, or becoming a geographer. A romantic notion to which I say, you’re a fucking liar, but hey, we all tell fibs. It’s how you tell them...

Some Good News!

Very pleased to let you know Ewan has reached the shortlist for the Poetry Book Awards with 'Last Night I Met John Alcock' published by Cerasus Press. All details here: https://mailchi.mp/2749dd86b5e2/writers-news-wales-oct-2020?e=9a53484c1c... And you can buy the book here: https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/1726692329/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp... Big congratulations to him and fingers all crossed!

Ian McVeigh (Clank) 16th July 1954—26th September 2020, RIP.

I don’t know how Ian McVeigh got the name Clank, but he was the Clank Gable of Dalmuir, only he seemed to pop up everywhere, like God or the Devil. I hadn’t, for example, been in the John Rea’s snooker hall in years (obviously, before lockdown) I turned around and Clank was standing behind me. I went to the Dropp Inn and Clank was playing pool. Later I headed to the Mountie and Clank Gable turned up. Clank didn’t as much stalk you as wear you...

Story and Poem of the Week and Inspiration Point

Posted by Philip Sidney on Fri, 25 Sep 2020 Another week in paradise - oh well, at least we have writing and reading to help us through tough times. Thank you to all of you have contributed this week - you do more good than you know. Poem of the week is a dark one - but anxiety is running high and I think many of us can relate -many thanks to London_Calling for Run: https://www.abctales.com/story/londoncalling79/run We've had a few darkly funny...

Story and Poem of the Week and Inspiration Point.

Another week in paradise - oh well, at least we have writing and reading to help us through tough times. Thank you to all of you have contributed this week - you do more good than you know. Poem of the week is a dark one - but anxiety is running high and I think many of us can relate -many thanks to London_Calling for Run: https://www.abctales.com/story/londoncalling79/run We've had a few darkly funny stories this week (big thank you to...

John Mitchell 1965—21st September 2020. RIP.

I live in Dalmuir, but my brother who lives in Falkirk phoned me to tell me that John Mitchell was dead. Then the house phone went and my partner’s niece, Caroline, phoned to let me know John Mitchell was dead. I dropped in on old John Brady, he’s in his eighties and the first thing he told me was John Mitchell was dead. I parked at Parkhall shops on the jaggy lines you’re not meant to park on, but it was OK, cause I was only going to be a...

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