Cherrypicked stories
A Criminal Business
I do not condone the pander or the pusher. I do wonder sometimes about Ms Smith... is she going to arrest every John? What next, arrest every customer in a drugs transaction? It's just daft.
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Wanted, Companion - part three of three
Unedited nanowrimo writing
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- 1528 reads
Wanted, Companion - part two of three
More unedited nanowrimo writing
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- 1204 reads
Thoughts From a Conversation Near Catbells
There in the shadow of Catbells you caught me with one of your stories about how you had been sent to bed as a kid because you wanted something more substantial
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- 1347 reads
Wanted, Companion - part one of three
Nanowrimo short story in three parts
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it might be too late
He`s sitting in his room, on a lonely faux leather sofa, the colour of an elephant, and it`s creased too, deep lines of pressure, folds in time.
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Letting Go
“Happy Mother’s day!” she says, standing in the front-porch. “These are for you,” thrusting two balloons in my hand, tied with ribbons ...
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Singapore, 1940
a "pome", more formal in form, less effective in effect... a sestina of sorts...
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For the pigeons
Part of a series of poems about Egypt
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Death's Visit
A man meets Death for the second time and throws a piece of toast at him.
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The Argument
The morning was behind them a wasted thing;
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Tender Bruises (rewrite for bosch)
Is it any better? I've tried to give you something more to interact with.
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The Egos Have Landed
You might think this should be in the first person singular . Are you sure?
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The Wicker Men
A poem about my Dad.
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Niki
CW exercise for course. It's supposed to be a dramatic monologue. Not sure what that actually is.
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Buy One Get One Free
The lather’s to die for – bubbles galore! Cost an arm and leg but sure as hell I’m worth it; Dolce Vita by Christian Dior.
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Namecheck
On the radio Jeff sings a song Namechecking all the countries In the world In reality: He has only been To Argentina She was called Paula Her breasts smelled Of chicken Nuggets.
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- 512 reads
Daisy,
poem, from the sarong collection...
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Lady of Land pt II -- 'Life in Boxes'
It’s early October. I’ve been sharing Sally’s flat with her for two weeks since Anita left. Just Sally. And I. Sharing. Two weeks. I arrange to move out.
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