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Street Justice - Part 1

This is a chapter from my third novel that I'm currently writing. I have to post this story in seperate parts (all are now available to read on ABC...
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Old Nights

Old Nights For David Floyd And a man rotates a table for diners as I twist myself – synching to unghost those years. I can see them now: Alison with...
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Kit Handsome and the Santa Claus Chaos 2

Kit studied the mob of angry elves gathered in front of him. “You want me to arrest Santa Claus?” he said. “Yes,” said the spokeself. “Why, what...

Consistency in Lists of Numbers

A measure of probability distribution for consistency in large lists of numbers is explained. If there are discrepancies it would be a sign of...
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The Bower Flame Bird

Yearnings fill this colourful male with pleasure, nothing more beautiful than plumage so rare; not a silent birthright when caught in a dance of...
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Gift: A Son's Story (extract) - Christmas (ii)

In spite of her cold, mum had rallied over Christmas and had been much more her old self. The warnings were never far away, though... The rest of...
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Gift: A Son's Story (extract) - Christmas (i)

Another excerpt from my book about my time as mum's full-time carer during her last months of life. She confounded medical expectations by not only...
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Kit Handsome and the Santa Claus Chaos 1

It was Christmas Eve and Inspector Kit Handsome arrived at work to find desk sergeant Megson hanging tinsel around Boonhill Police Station. “Morning...
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A Pink and Lilac Day

Thursday’s walk wasn’t a pleasant one at first. The windfarm path, which is walled by giant gorse, has very few gaps revealing the surrounding...

Why Christmas? (2)

Then violence increased and their Maker few sought … that one day God’s Saviour would come, loving King with Light for all people, from sin to redeem …

The Survivors

The Survivors By Paul McCann It was Christmas morning and as the underground bunker dwellers emerged for the first time to the surface , they were...
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Diary on The Day Mother Died

The house is quiet tonight. Even the old grandfather clock seems hesitant to tick, as though it, too, has grown weary of the years it has been...

A Pledge

A Pledge Hey, eight billion on earth the population! Let us take a pledge in unison that each of us will plant saplings, two and nurture them to grow...
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I Go To Church Each Sunday

I go to church each Sunday, God warns ‘there’s much to fear, the world is decomposing, the final end is near’. I go to church each Sunday and taste...

7220 Seconds

Two hours and twenty seconds. Tick-tock, the clock goes, waiting for the body to shake, to convulse, to rise.

Dawn.

It sometimes amazes me, how our dogs can poo on demand! In the mornings when I put them out, one at at time, I will watch them, they do a wee and a...

i always look at the sky

as a kid i always looked at the sky didn’t we all? those shapes that could be made into anything once i wanted to be up there too in that blue i...

Perfect Synchronicity

He thought back to the hour at dusk when a bird’s call sounded outside him and deep within him in perfect synchronicity, so that it did not break off...

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