Written at the rate of 100 words per day, this is the second part of my account of a journey from the settee to the corner of our kitchen where the kettle is. At this point the kettle is switched on. I only wish, during that icy month, I could have said the same about myself.
Haunted
Posted on Sun, 02 Feb 2025
yet still I'm
haunted by past voices that
consume, distant whispers
carried on the breeze.
These words, or similar, go through my mind regularly as I think back to all the people I have known and lost ...
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Tempted
Posted on Wed, 05 Feb 2025
I've never read a Sherlock Holmes story but 'The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle' is an intriguing title that has long tempted me to try.
Perhaps your entertaining tale has got me off the mark.
Posted in The Body in the Library
Very good words
Posted on Fri, 24 Jan 2025
Old books and the scent of worn leather
Set this way back in time, creating atmosphere
and what she knows about him adds mystery and intrigue.
Very good words Paul.
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Why?
Posted on Mon, 13 Jan 2025
The subject of your story is one of a serious and disturbing nature. I’d be interested to know how you see fit to include the acronym ‘LOL’ in the title.
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Sad news
Posted on Sat, 11 Jan 2025
I'm so very sorry to hear your sad news. I admire you for the way you have been able to put your feelings of loss into a poem, though I suspect there are no real words that would adequately describe the depth of your hurting. Memories of such a...
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He's fallen in the water.
Posted on Sat, 11 Jan 2025
It's incredible how when something goes badly, or totally wrong, it can lead on to a series of good things in our lives. I'd say this happened to me and possibly / probably to most people, though not everybody... sometimes things are far too...
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Setting number 8
Posted on Thu, 09 Jan 2025
An inner privacy's a great place. I thrive in mine. People sometimes think I'm miserable or depressed but I'm not. I'm just being alone whilst in the company of others, knowing that I'm not boring anybody and that I'm not likely to be disagreed...
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Cheerful but violent
Posted on Tue, 07 Jan 2025
Hello Paul.
The 'Boro also had the Brazilian Junior and Fabrizio Ravanelli before football was overloaded with imported players. Ravanelli was said to be the first player in British football to run round with his shirt over his head in a...
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Compelling
Posted on Sat, 04 Jan 2025
Every picture tells a story and every story sparks a thousand emotions.
This makes compelling reading Harry, as always.
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Karaoke
Posted on Tue, 07 Jan 2025
That's brilliant!
I'm looking forward to the update and the full song.
I read your words as I listened to the music. It was like a proper little karaoke session.
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