Chapter 1: Father

Time Is Money

Kaspar was making his way to hospital for the fourth time that month. He was heading for a meeting with a new client, and had located the spring in his step; this one would bring him to target.

On the Roadkill, with Jack (and Bill and Neal).

IP or not IP, that is the question... Regarding Sean Penn 's writing efforts... I think he's read the same Kerouac piece as me. Edited for picture.

Just passing through

See my soul, exposed and helpless, gossamer frosted-sugar shell. Shatters at each careless jolt, melts at every touch. Catch my eyes, unprotected and naïve, betrayers of my soul.

Dolce Far Niente

'Ham on Rye' did this to me. My first time with Bukowski and I already think I'm him.

Poppy

Almost as if you had never been away – there you are.

(Not) The Beast From The Swamp

It begins, slowly rising out of the swamp like a lawyer at dawn. We clutch our poking sticks to our chests in trepidation as the vague shape stumbles out of the mists towards us.

A Riot Of Emotion (Lyrics)

1st Verse: It is beyond belief, when I’m near my girlfriend; my heart is like a leaf that’s lost in a whirlwind. It is hard to explain; she may not understand how my heart goes insane

The Little Lady

“Tedward!”, called Emily, a five year old girl, opening a little sunshine yellow suitcase on her bed.

Little Lake Part 4

WW2 Fiction part 4. Clare is re-located to a small village in the middle of nowhere after her home is destroyed in The Blitz, but what awaits her here is not boredom, but love and tragedy.

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