When the fogged fuzz evaporates
And dams halt the dry and silent tears.
When lost days are returned unharmed
And clarity details its inner shame.
Author Archives: Peter Wyn Mosey
Writing Prompt #8
1. Don’t open that door, there is a…
2. I’ve discovered the meaning of life, it is…
3. You do not deserve an apology.
Now That’s What I Call Politics! A 2019 Election Mixtape
For those suffering from the electoral blues and those who want to eradicate a different kind of blue from the houses of parliament, here is the definitive UK election playlist to warm the hearts of those who are bored to tears by the whole millennia-spanning saga.
Writing Collab #6 – They Call It Halloween
Walking down the street bones-a-rattling in the cold and musky late October air, Batty and Bones huddled close to each other as children paraded shaking buckets of sweets and howling ghostly screams.
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Writing Collab #5 – The Headless Horseman
I, nightmares sad knight am no beast. I am not terror for you to scream yourself to sleep after seeing. So why then do people lose their heads in panic at the sight of me?
Writing Prompt #7
I watched the dawning of creation, and frankly it was…
I can remember everything in the most precise details. But I can’t remember what she looked like.
The 30 Day Writing Challenge- A Review
Follow my blog with Bloglovin So, it took more than 30 days as some days were missed, but I managed 30 days and had some lovely feedback from many of the entries. Thank you to everyone who liked, commented, or even shared any of my pieces. If you missed any, go check them all outContinueContinue reading “The 30 Day Writing Challenge- A Review”
Writing Prompt #6
Did David definitely dance down Devon, dear?
If you don’t do this, I will…
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DAY 30- 30 Day Writing Challenge
‘By George, I have it’ cried Henry as he took a mouthful of the strange meaty concoction that had been stewing for the last fourteen hours on Kevin’s stove.
DAY 30?
Where the hell is day 30?
Writing Prompt #5
“I can fix the world with one bullet, here’s how…”
You put the lime in the coconut…
Writing Collab #4 Pride and Prejudice
Oh ye that build houses of mud, clay, or bricks
Writing Prompt #4
Fortune Favours The….
“I told you, he was already dead when I met him”
Writing Collab #3- An Even Keel
Lapping listlessly against the sad frown of the bay
Writing Prompt #3
“It wasn’t me!” I said, although it was a lie.
Where was Wendy when we were water-skiing?
DAY 29- 30 Day Writing Challenge
Beneath the waters is where I would go if I wanted to escape mankind.
Collab Challenge #2- Jalapenos From The Future
I laugh at myself, apparently, the older me has regained a sense of humour that I seem to have lost.
DAY 28 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
Calmly, Claire closed the cover. Chapter-after-chapter of choice violence haunted her without a scar.
DAY 27- 30 Day Writing Challenge
The warning bell sounds. The last day for humankind on earth is finally here. I suddenly shocked myself to life as the earth around me died.
Writing Prompt #2
1.The brick forest was crumbling before their very eyes…
2.Tennessee told Terry to totally tear the thing…
Writing Collaboration #1 – The World On Your Plate
From field to mouth we thoughtlessly consume. Everything arrives at us pre-packed and in infinite supply. This disposable cornucopia is ours to waste. Yet, what goes into the food we eat?
DAY 26 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
There we were; I didn’t know what to make. I was at arm’s length and so were you. We both played a game of distance. Separated by awkwardness but united by a desire to connect but not attach.
