Peter Wyn Mosey Dead Stars Become Black Holes
Part 3 of this flash fiction series “Dead Stars Become Black Holes” uses the prompt “this will ruin…
Cyclothymia
There. is. nothing. Hours. days. weeks. Nothing. Thoughtless voids of calming drought. Scratching. Nothing. Scratching. Scratching at the…
From a Rainbow to a Tragedy
From a Rainbow to a Tragedy carries on from yesterday’s Sequin’s, Stardust, and Rust (Since Nat wanted more).…
Flashback Friday #7 – Dreaming of Walls
It’s been a while since I last posted a Flashback Friday, however, buoyed by the fact that in…
Nowhere More Familiar
There is nowhere more familiar than 96 pixels per inch — than 26 lines of acid ruled, A5…
Sequins, Stardust and Rust
It was just sequins and stardust and rust that sputtered from the dead singer’s mouth. No more words.…
You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth
As the internet creaks with lockdown fueled conspiracy theories with racist connotations, and we have to endure jokes…
Spoken Word Saturday
Last week, for Peoplespeakup’s online gathering of Spoken Word Saturday, I had my piece Worn Down Locked Down…
as i purge my soul.
Here’s a short poem called “as i purge my soul”. As the COVID-19 lockdown has become The Great…
Worn Down Locked Down
What day was it tomorrow? Worn down locked down. We binged on tiger kings and tiger bread so…
The Queen And I, By MultipleMichael
Multiple Michael has again been digging up ancient pictures of my face with a baby beard, this time…
Flashback Friday #6 – Pied
Today’s Flashback Friday is Pied, a piece of theatre that I wrote back in 2010. Pied has three…
Does Anyone Else Feel…?
Does anyone else feel as though whenever they do anything non-pandemic related, such as unlock the car, or…
Exciting Writing Prompts #25
Are you stuck indoors hiding from the coronavirus and looking for some exciting writing prompts to keep you…
WordPress Blog Migration Part 3
Recently, I have talked about WordPress Blog Migration a fair bit. I have moved away from WordPress.com, and…
The Last Living Tree On Earth
The last living tree on earth had grown weary of breathing for the whole planet. Its arms stretched…
Writing Collaboration #18 – Moving
It seems like forever since I last posted a writing collaboration. I do still have a couple in…
New Creative Writing Prompts #24
Hello again poets, playwrights, novelists, and flash fiction writers. Here are this week’s new creative writing prompts. If…
More Lessons From Blog Migration
Teething troubles are still occurring, and, although I am enjoying all of the new features that came about…
He Was The Worst Dancer I Had Ever Seen
He was the worst dancer I had ever seen, all lies and left feet and the charmed ignorance…
From The Hand of Multiple Michael
Yet again, I have been immortalised by the hand of the surreal genius that is Multiple Michael. The…
Creative Writing Prompts #23
“You can’t wait for inspiration, you have to go after it with a club” – Jack London
