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Inspiration Point ( IP ) Recipe …a conversation overheard in passing… ‘Mum, can I have some of that cake?’ the boy asks, pointing to a wafer thin...

This is the moment. Or it isn’t. Or it never was.

What it says, really. A piece from years ago that I've rewritten to fit with something new. Next morning, I sat down with a pot of coffee and rolled...

Picnic In A Storm By Paul McCann There were people on the rocks eating chips inside a box as seagulls came for a free lunch in many hungry flocks ...

The Dust That Fell In Silence By Paul McCann Silence your critics with actions not an excuse and bring an end to all their poisonous abuse . Give...

He holds the door for her without comment. She presses the lift button for both of them. He steps aside on the pavement so she can walk on the inside. She slows her pace when he falls half a step behind.

Moments. A year is comprised of thirty-one million, five hundred and fifty-seven thousand seconds; most of them pass without a second’s thought. They...

Through flames mine own, my mettle tempered; quenched by those unknowingly absent. Transformed but not remade. Hel is, indeed, a place on Earth...

In our local book club last week, we had a quiz, to kick things off. The book club theme was Oranges, so the quiz had 9 purported titles. You had to mark the ones you thought were real books, who wrote them, if you marked them as books. Others were films, LP- I mean albums, or other cultural things. One was a red herring. (Should have been orange, eh?) Last Week's Oranges. Now, that answer is a real one. [Image source Wikipedia Commons placed in the public domain by Downtowngal ]