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My stories

Cherry

Another. Day.

I remember using the same plastic bottle with a thumb dent in its side. I remember planting seeds on cold slabs as my Greek neighbour took his...

Charcoals in the Basement

Parallel lines cut running tracks through the hay. He pony vaulted into mine, infront of me. I wanted to sprint, to do it myself, so I sliced across...
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Gold cherry
Poem of the week

Dream

She will shiver as she steps out of the sea. You will wait as she carefully tip-toes across the smooth stone shore, then arms wide open, you will...
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Dalziel Van

He shows his wares in tidy neat rows loafs behind bars, pane or plain he’d say and I’d never know the answer just point at the Pride. His white coat...
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Forwards

Thanks everyone for lovely encouraging comments- this is getting edited now for submission x
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46 of my comments have received 43 Great Feedback votes

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All the while I was thinking

Posted on Mon, 01 Jun 2015

All the while I was thinking who was he, why was he at the mirror- so you had me hooked from the start!  Touching moment with  'but there hadn't been a son'...found that emotive. The ageing character works well with the decline of his trade.

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Posted in The Finishing Touch

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Otherworldly, dark,

Posted on Sun, 24 May 2015

Otherworldly, dark, mysterious and sad. It feels like a psychological description of a 'place' to me. A dark place in which he is stuck. I love how your work leaves the reader hanging and provokes thought! 

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Posted in Gave it to the sea

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I found this edgy and was

Posted on Thu, 21 May 2015

I found this edgy and was really gripped by the underlying tension throughout the story. K binning the yogurts is very telling of their relationship! (might be a wee typo at 'an dark hue'?)

It leaves me asking lots of questions and wanting...

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Posted in Passing Through - 1/3 - Passing the time/Three-day work trip

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This is very well crafted.

Posted on Tue, 19 May 2015

This is very well crafted. The train setting is effective to the characters inner thoughts. In particular I liked the character thinking she had stopped the train using her mind! 

 Also ' the edges draw paper- cuts down across my nerves, ...

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Posted in I Can Stop When I Want To

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Heartbreaking...yet told in a

Posted on Mon, 18 May 2015

Heartbreaking...yet told in a way that is powerful and engaging.

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Posted in No Angels

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Really effective imagery

Posted on Sat, 09 May 2015

Really effective imagery achieved especially in stanza five - ice-lolly milk breath scatters dandelion clocks...toddler chasing dollar bills...flickering phones.. 

I've seen something new in it every time I've read it- brilliant...

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Posted in Montage of my sons. IP

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Beautifully composed. I felt

Posted on Fri, 08 May 2015

Beautifully composed. I felt like an observer of nature reading this; it's ever-changing birth and death.

Some vivid imagery created especially through the first stanza. 

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Posted in Buggered if I Know.

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This made me laugh- very

Posted on Mon, 06 Apr 2015

This made me laugh- very humourous! I can relate to the sisterly simmerings which run deep into adulthood. Nicely done :) 

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Posted in Simmering Sibblings

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