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I have 259 stories published in 28 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 1203355 times and 349 of my stories have been cherry picked.
1622 of my 5,056 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 1658 votes

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Paul

I am a Brummie living in North Somerset who loves to write but gets distracted with other things. I enjoy horror/fantasy and anything that provokes original thought.

My literary heroes are Clive Barker, Stephen King, Edgar Allan Poe and HP Lovecraft.

Everyone should read George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-four .

I have work published by AlienBuddha Press, Loft Books, BlackBough Poems, DarkWinter Literary Magazine and Paragraph Planet.

You can find me on SoundCloud at https://soundcloud.com/user-62051685

on Twitter at https://twitter.com/BeeRummie

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at Bluesky @marandina.bsky.social

and at Threads https://www.threads.net/@beerummie

 

My stories

Just Another War

By marandina on Tue, 03 Jan 2006

How can we possibly imagine? ---------------------------------------- I look out of the window to see a sun shine, My children in a library, a million books define, An accumulation of knowledge, an acknowledgement to men,
Other Fiction
Certificate PG

The World's End Motel

By marandina on Mon, 02 Jan 2006

In the beginning, things were great. Seemingly, it had been a match made in heaven. All the signs were that we had a bright enough future together. I can still recall our wedding day. The sky was an ebullient blue, phosphorescent clouds in the minority as the sun streamed down on the gathering entourage. We readied ourselves for our vows with the theme of the day being how well suited we were. Maybe even the stars had fated our partnership, what with Aquarius and Aries a completely compatible combination. It's hard to imagine how things could turn out so differently.
Horror
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Certificate 12

Private Hell

By marandina on Sat, 31 Dec 2005

It had been this way for thousands of years; there was never a question of boredom so long as new entertainment could be found. The only hell in a purgatory of sorts was to be bored. After all, this was forever in a manner of speaking. Memnock took his place as he did every day, perched on top of his fluffy white cloud, positioned nicely for the coming hours.
Other Fiction
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Certificate PG
Cherry

A Requiem For One Man's Life

By marandina on Mon, 13 Sep 2004

A Parable About The Value Of Life
Fantasy
Story
Certificate PG

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1622 of my comments have received 1658 Great Feedback votes

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"It is a dark night

Posted on Sat, 13 Jan 2024

"It is a dark night
in Berlin in 1938."

You capture a sense of foreboding in one of the grimmest periods of history. This is a night of the utmost infamy. Your poem captures it so well,Luigi. Keep well. Paul

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Posted in One Night, in Berlin

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I could see those gulls and

Posted on Fri, 12 Jan 2024

I could see those gulls and massive walls of rolling water. Such a visual, evocative poem. Just lovely, Richard. I hope you are keeping well. Paul 

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Posted in Sun - Shines

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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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Posted in The Coffee House Spy" 13

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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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Posted in Children of the Absolution

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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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Posted in Make Millions in Two Minutes...

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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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Posted in Culver

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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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Posted in Storm

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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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Posted in Parcel for you....Part 11

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