1. Did I ever tell you about my pet kangaroo?
2. My mind was completely empty and then it struck me.
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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.
Writing Prompt #4
Fortune Favours The….
“I told you, he was already dead when I met him”
Writing Prompt #3
“It wasn’t me!” I said, although it was a lie.
Where was Wendy when we were water-skiing?
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…
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.
DAY 25 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
The warning bell sounds. The last day for humankind on earth is finally here. And as the alarming scream of a dying planet intensifies, smothering the groans of those who would greedily scoff in the face of reason; no lessons will ever be learnt. If we had the chance we’d do it all again.
DAY 23 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
He was crying. Ruining the hard work of men in the forevers of history who have stood proud without shedding a tear.
DAY 22- 30 Day Writing Challenge
The sky was luminous as we hot-footed into the park. I held your hand carefree, unhooking the dog from his reins. He ran. Enthusiastically skipping childlike from bush to bow to bark. These moments are ours to
DAY 21 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
When we live in a world where satellites can find us with pinpoint accuracy; why do we feel so lost?
DAY 20 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
But you are like a bolt out of the blue. The sparkle on the edge of a star. Everything has meaning and everything is full. Not just half full. No short measured optimism. The glass is full.
DAY 19 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
With clumsy club foot David crept the creaking corridors, circling the spiralling stairs.
DAY 16- 30 Day Writing Challenge
Not in sleep, but in the moments and hours between; I waste valuable seconds, minutes, and months on feeling instead of doing. Imagined futures and projected fantasies that come to nothing permeate the fog of a life lived in some half-awake state.
DAY 15- 30 Day Writing Challenge
Mixed emotions flank the end of an illustrious career. Hard toil giving way to empty days. The rush of the nine-to-five now leaving space for brunch and afternoon tea.
DAY 10- 30 Day Writing Challenge
Her footsteps crunching through crisp autumn leaves beat in time to the thud of her heart and the rasp of her breath. The rhythm grew pace as she corned the outer rim of the dusk soaked forest. She had left leaving too late, and now panic was in for the night.
DAY 5- 30 Day Writing Challenge
We can share a tic tac. We can share red velvet.
DAY 2 – 30 Day Writing Challenge
Today’s challenge comes from Chris Hewitt who challenged me to write about what my dog Pablo was thinking. My wife and I got Pablo about eight weeks ago. He came from a rescue centre. He’s a two-year-old pug/ border terrier cross. He’s a lovely boy who is very affectionate, and extremely sociable. He’s learnt soContinueContinue reading “DAY 2 – 30 Day Writing Challenge”
The Gutenberg Printing Press
There have been over one hundred and thirty million books published in modern history. Every year that number grows by an average of two and a half million.
Word Count
There is no Dewy Decimal system here. These books are not sorted by genre or author. They are not arranged by colour or size. I would never sort anything by date of publication, or date of anything else for that matter.
The Mime Artist
I had been given the keys. I couldn’t play the keys, but I had been given the keys.