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McCalliog and his hens (5)

“Milton Keynes?” “Yes, Milton Keynes.” “The McCalliog painting is in Milton Keynes?” “All of your mother’s furniture and fixings are stored in a...
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Tom All Alone 14 (ii)

They were all herded into the large assembly hall first. It was filled with sunlight from the windows that ran along the outside walls. Through them...
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Tom All Alone 14 (i)

The end of their holiday usually meant a return to normal. But not this time. Now, it was all about change. A couple of weeks afterwards, dad started...
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The Amazing Adventure of Amanderella Gottsnobbler Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Up the Amazon in a canoe. Early the next morning, Amanderella was awoken by the sweet scent of coffee and the gentle rustle of leaves...

Homage to the Haiku!

You can say it all- the economy of words- Haiku brevity!
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Head scratching.

The One Who Must Choose In some traditions (Norse, Slavic, Celtic), fate is flexible. The naked dreamer stands at a crossroads, exposed but empowered...
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Bugs

I may be crude, rude and lewd, Certainly not a geriatric dude. Just a link in the chain of food. Right from the start, the germs are queued. By mid-...

How did we get here?!

How small a deviation can lead you far away – not to your chosen destination, but to an unexpected place, astray! *Once we missed our path when from...
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The Amazing Adventure of Amanderella Gottsnobbler Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Life on Board. The ship creaked across the Atlantic, stacked high with bicycles. Amanderella quickly discovered that life aboard was...

Elemental

I often describe us as Earth and Air. Land and Sea. That is just who we are. He's grounded, warm, has roots. He feels like if Autumn were a person. A...
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Prophesy: The Immortal Witch (19)

Part 18 at: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/prophesy-immortal-witch-18 It had been a hectic few days since the advent of the grimoire...
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The Donaldson controversy (6)

The next day, I was expecting Wurlizer to tear my essay apart, but we were instead greeted by yet another lecturer. A woman this time. “Good...
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Ridgeline: Part Eighteen: What She Carries

Fragments. Scott's face in the hospital hallway — not the 6:30 face, not the flat emptied face of a man who'd driven a truck for twelve hours. A...
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Ridgeline - Part Seventeen: Gray Light

The light came without announcement. Not a sunrise. Not the golden spilling that the word "dawn" promises. A grayness — slow, directionless, the sky...
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Ridgeline - Part Sixteen: Stay

The dog crawled onto her legs. She felt it happen — the weight shifting, the damaged body dragging itself forward from its position against her back...

A Tweed Coat Night

It's a tweed coat night, an Irish stout night, the place is hoaching, the craic is great, you sing '29 Dollars and an Alligator Purse', It's Waits'...
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Gran's House Haiku

Cold cracked windowsill Plastic flowers stand still in swan shaped china vase. ( On recalling my gran's house in the 1970s)
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Lerwick Haiku

Shining silver sea Early morning, Lerwick Bay Seal swimming shallows.
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Bron-33

Continued from Chapter 32: Bron-32 | ABCtales Grace tapped gently on the door of Georgetta’s third-floor flat. “Come in … door’s not locked.” Her...
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The Constant Birth

Another one from my 1968 notebook and one of my sketches done in 2021. The Constant Birth In times of toil and days like these with summers sun and...
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