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R&D 5
They stood waiting. The first gulls met the day with their ragged crying over the tenement rooftops, the boards on the pier slick underfoot. Fog...
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Writing with a cigarette.
He is a man standing alone in front of the whole world dressed only in his words and the ash from a thousand cigarettes, judged by seas and mountains...
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“Blessed are the peacemakers …”
Brothers, neighbours, nearby nations: misjudgements, misunderstandings ancient grievances hatred set in stone, each others’ characters unknown, – and...
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Finding the Give in Bernard Manning
She deduced he was the comic because he was in want of a smile. He also wanted the corner table dead on ten to. He wanted a pitcher of Theakstons and...
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Run OF The Arrow
Suddenly, a glimmer of hope caught Quinn's eye. Ahead, the endless plain gave way to a shallow, rocky rise. Not a mountain, not even a hill, but a...
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Inquisitoriam
Shaking. Loren was still holding the Faochite corpse, quaking in fear, anger, sorrow, confusion. The police did their best to keep the crowds back...
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Silly nonsense.
Footsteps on a gravel path after midnight are generally associated with intruders of malevolent intent. The crunch rings out clearly in an otherwise...
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The Ripple Path
Life moves in circles, well at least that’s how I see it, soft as rings on still water, each moment touching the next before we even notice. We rush...
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Overnight bus to Delhi.
I got on a bus. Light was already draining from the late, wet afternoon sky. The seats were wooden with no padding and I just knew that the moving...
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A Look At Life Through Cat’s Eyes
A Look At Life Through Cat’s Eyes By Paul McCann Betty Whitherspoon was pulling down the blinds in the front parlour just as the street lights were...
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The Big Picture
I think you'll most likely work this one out for yourselves. Image is by Thomas Nugent licence CC BY-SA 2.0
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A Hare's Breath 1 - The Van
The thoughts of a wee boy in a wee town in the North of Ireland in the late 1960s and his love for a white Morris 1000 van and hares.
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Protests
Loud. The room fell away and a crowd replaced it, concrete and rebar became people and flags. The Hologram stood beside Lore as they spotted Loren...
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Rest In Peace, Hazel VI
Two years ago tonight, I watched you die. It made me unhappy and I started to cry. I saw the life leave your body and it was unpleasant to see. You...
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Christmas Time
Waves of time go flowing back to Christmas time snow on the ground carol being sang everyone looks so cold there freeze cold to the bone and then...
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Refer To Drawer
Frustration is our persistent hum, our tinnitus, a worry-worm growing fat on our fragile assumptions. It lurks in the pale mist of our waking where...
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run of the arrow, chapter 1 blood arrow
Quinn glanced over his shoulder. The main body of riders was still a mile or so back, their silhouettes shimmering like dark phantoms in the heat...
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Town Hall Busking
Town Hall Busking By Paul McCann As a busker writing songs is part of that experience . People and places all have their own story which often can...
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Briefings
Bored. Loren and Crait had been told to arrive fifteen minutes early to the meeting. No one else got that memo. They sat opposite one another, as was...
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Sure Thing.
As soon as I saw her name, I knew she was going to be funny. As soon as I saw her name, I wanted her to win! My daughter had not heard of her, but I...
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