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Story"A Little Rhyme" Penny4athought192 years 7 months ago
StorySong to the Siren: A Titan Story (Part Two of Three) marandina112 years 7 months ago
Blog entryNeal Ascherson (2014 [2002]) Stone Voices. The Search for Scotland. celticman22 years 8 months ago
CollectionSong to the Siren: A Titan Story marandina02 years 8 months ago
Blog entryGreat Scottish Writers, George Mackay Brown (2019 [1987]) The Golden Bird. Two Orkney Stories. celticman12 years 8 months ago
StoryDoves Angusfolklore22 years 8 months ago
Story"A place for everything, and everything in its place!" Rhiannonw62 years 8 months ago
StoryCippy and Bella jeand202 years 8 months ago
StoryNature's Wonders skinner_jennifer212 years 8 months ago
StoryAt Jangye-Ryn Angusfolklore42 years 8 months ago
Story"The Coffee House Spy" 10 Penny4athought62 years 8 months ago
StoryAround Longtown, upper Monnow Valley Rhiannonw82 years 8 months ago
StoryLucifer - What's good for the saucy gander Jane Hyphen162 years 8 months ago
StoryLadies who lunch at The Entomol Jane Hyphen222 years 8 months ago
StoryDwellers of the New World Epilogue skinner_jennifer102 years 8 months ago
StoryLittle Cook! Rhiannonw112 years 8 months ago
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StoryDwellers of the New World Chapter Nineteen ( Pt 5 ) The Reunion skinner_jennifer62 years 8 months ago
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StoryMiracle Of Spring On Gossamer Wings skinner_jennifer262 years 8 months ago
StoryDwellers of the New World Chapter Eighteen ( Pt 5 ) Out Of The Darkness skinner_jennifer102 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Courtier From The 21st Century Who Would Be King : The King Behind The Throne : King Henry VIII (Alfred the Great II) : Ch.4 by Alfred Muggins (himself) The Real Henry VIII Finds His Feet In 21st Century England! Part 2 David Kirtley32 years 8 months ago
StoryOn the 6500+ km journey, twice Rhiannonw192 years 8 months ago
StorySpace And Time skinner_jennifer62 years 8 months ago
StoryDwellers of the New World Chapter Seventeen ( Pt 8 ) Pause For Thought skinner_jennifer42 years 8 months ago

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My stories

The Hotel at the Edge of the World

John and Ali were star-crossed. They had met as teenagers at a night club. John had spotted Ali and Tina looking over a balcony at the dance floor...
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Haunted

It had been 18 months. The world had moved on. Life was engulfed by a pandemic; individual tragedies subsumed by a crisis. The searchlight of...

Our Christmas Animal House

It was before the Feast of Stephen that I first recall, The copious snow that lay all around my house, T'was that Yuletide warmth that came so tall, When I would throw open my wreath festooned doors to a mouse.

Ashes To Ashes

It was dark in the beginning; a neutrino sat suspended in a vast array of nothingness. All things of real matter were frozen in an inanimate void of space and time. It was impossible to explain this vacuum -'it simply was

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1571 of my comments have received 1593 Great Feedback votes

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The dialogue is credible and

Posted on Tue, 09 Jan 2024

The dialogue is credible and the pacing is good. I like the world of espionage and intrigue that you have built here. Looking forward to the next instalment :)

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Such a deeply personal piece.

Posted on Thu, 21 Dec 2023

Such a deeply personal piece. The authenticy shines through which is why I imagine so many people have connected with it. It takes a great deal of skill to pull off writing something from a child's POV and the result being credible. That's...

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"But now, do they regret

Posted on Tue, 09 Jan 2024

"But now, do they regret
behaviour of that time desire to forget?
living presently by better rules,
wishing that they hadn’t been such fools?"

 

I like the rhythm and rhyming in this. I imagine it took a while to...

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Posted in Digging up dirt

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Ah those poor bankers -

Posted on Mon, 08 Jan 2024

Ah those poor bankers - blamed for all of society's ills and yet so blameless :)

There's more than an ounce of truth in here (I know....I've worked with 'em for a lot of my career).

I once looked at a "sure-fire money spinner"...

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"..and then the people

Posted on Fri, 05 Jan 2024

"..and then the people beneath the stars

who are also phantoms of sorts..."

Often the best poems come from simply observing life. There's a stillness to this, a watchful appreciation of another. There's a skill in moving that to...

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"..we soaked, dripped,

Posted on Sat, 06 Jan 2024

"..we soaked, dripped, dropped,
seeped right into the ground
to restore
its wetness,"

A perfect circle described so beautifully. There's a deftness to this that makes the poem so readable. Just lovely, Rhiannon. Paul

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Posted in Autobiography (but not mine!)

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"Wind battering, rattling,

Posted on Wed, 03 Jan 2024

"Wind battering, rattling, howling,
thunder growling,
rain pounding, ground flooding,"

A tumultuous opening that captures a storm so well. And boy have we had some recently. They feel never ending. Maybe there are sunnier skies...

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Ooh that's a cliffhanger

Posted on Mon, 01 Jan 2024

Ooh that's a cliffhanger ending. I like this shift to sentience that's unravelling.

"You're more human than a human".

It's a compelling read. Keep going! 

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"I am a woman of the mist,

Posted on Sat, 30 Dec 2023

"I am a woman of the mist, myself, now,

herding red deer on the trendle,"

A mystical reverie that transends the boundaries of mere language. Words are a beautiful thing. Just wonderful. Paul

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You have captured the magic

Posted on Sat, 30 Dec 2023

You have captured the magic of Christmas Eve so well. How as young children, we would intend to stay awake and then, next thing, presents have arrived. Very lovely indeed, Rhiannon. Paul

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