Alone in the Metaverse

I am lonely. My life may be filled with hollow hugs and hepatic handshakes. But I am alone. In an infinitely expanding universe filled with immortal souls whose datasets linger in the ether eternally, my best and only friend is an AI named Tom.

You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth

You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth- a poem by peter wyn mosey As the internet creaks with lockdown fueled conspiracy theories with racist connotations, and we have to endure jokes about kung-flu, it really does remind me that you can believe what you want, but it doesn’t makeContinueContinue reading “You can believe what you want but it doesn’t make it the truth”

Worn Down Locked Down

What day was it tomorrow? Worn down locked down. We binged on tiger kings and tiger bread so long that I lost time down the back of the sofa along with the TV remote. The sky has been either black or blue. Never grey or white. And now it could be yesterday or it couldContinueContinue reading “Worn Down Locked Down”

The Last Living Tree On Earth

The last living tree on earth had grown weary of breathing for the whole planet. Its arms stretched out holding sway against the wind. And for what? This scorched earth below, crawling with parasites with bottled gasses to keep themselves alive? These reckless hubristic masters of the universe. These multiplying deities with their technologies andContinueContinue reading “The Last Living Tree On Earth”

Writing Collaboration #16- Passing By

She saw him. She hadn’t been expecting it. He was walking along the street, hands in his coat pockets, face turned up to the bright autumn sun. He looked happy. Happier than anyone should look. Happier than anyone had a right to in this world.

Goodbye 2019

2019 should not even be here yet, let alone be going already. It barely feels like two minutes ago we were worried about Millennium bugs and following Prince’s party instructions. But it’s been twenty years. And now we must stay goodbye to 2019. So, 2020 is here next week. A new space-age decade of flying carsContinueContinue reading “Goodbye 2019”

Flashback Friday #4- The Mime Artist

Sharing an old short story this week which is based on a job that I had about 18 years ago! I once spent an entire summer miming keyboards for a cabaret band that I had previously worked as a roadie for. I was ‘The Mime Artist’ It ranks in the top ten strangest ways thatContinueContinue reading “Flashback Friday #4- The Mime Artist”

Christmas Writing Challenge #2

Grumpy The Christmas Elf Grumpy was an elf who hated Christmas. He was the slowest of all of the toy-making elves in the North Pole, and after three warnings, Santa sacked him. The first unemployed elf ever found himself out of a job, and out of cheer. He moved around from town-to-town getting grouchier andContinueContinue reading “Christmas Writing Challenge #2”

A Week Of Fridays

Cram-packed car-parked Throngs of headless chickens Stacked-up backed-up limited time one-off offer Count-down marked-down inventing new traditions Nowt-left doubt-less wading through the fight Just-right all-right This Friday’s never-ending Image by Kevin Sanderson from Pixabay

Flashback Friday#2- Al and Ned’s Balding Fringe

In 2009, myself and a good friend of mine decided to write a piece about a comedy double act who had been friends forever, but who fell out after years performing on stage together.

Flashback Friday#1- Three Miles To The Horizon

I, the cosmic mind have explored the labyrinths of the sea.
I have counted and measured the waves and explored the depths.
I have counted the grains of sand on the shores of the time.
I am the quantifier of all human life.

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.

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