Discarded Ending I Presume…

Long sleep the end… The bottom line was that I was trapped. I was in a place of safety, secure in the knowledge that I would never be exposed to the forces that threatened me, those forces that lived on the outside. The problem was that when places were this safe, they didn’t tend let... Continue Reading →

Before the audition…

I think they call it the Green Room. It’s a place in television production where actors or performers prepare themselves for the show that is to come. The room in which I was asked to wait was green. I was one of many acts to present themselves before the staff on that day. There were... Continue Reading →

A Stage To Cough Upon…

There is a formula in mathematics that enables the enquirer to ascertain the rate of change of a thing. The thing in question can be anything. The thing could be perhaps a chemical compound, momentum, traffic lights and air traffic controls. These things are important even if we never really think about them or take... Continue Reading →

The Great Hall and Everything…

If my room offered a covering of darkness, the corridor was a block of it. As had become the norm, there were no comforting snores or reassuring farts, no mumbled half-remembered lines from the subconscious of sleeping minds. There was just the certainty of the silence which had probably always been there, plus the drumming... Continue Reading →

Loose Ends and Everything…

Since thinking about the theory, there has been no smell of roast lamb in the morning. Whatever was the cause of the original smell had probably got a ‘wiff’ of what I was intending to do. Getting up from sleep was no longer an operation in subterfuge. Subterfuge:  Deceit used in order to get one’s goals;... Continue Reading →

And still more of Everything…

I have to think carefully about these episodes. One thing I have realised since ‘taking up the pen’ is that it is a mighty weapon, if there is anyone left to fight.  The first few weeks of the pandemic were good. All the staff in school were smiling more than ever before and these smiles... Continue Reading →

Almost Everything…

The school stood before me, the figure at the window had disappeared and the hawk flying overhead, in circles, seemed to have found somewhere else to draw patterns around. The dead oak, that had once knocked at my bedroom window, was now out of sight and mind. I had crossed the circular lawn that greeted... Continue Reading →

Almost Everything…

I had never thought about flying. I had thought about the goshawk which could fly, and catch, and rip, and devour, but I had never thought about flying. Flying meant power and control. Flying was to be like the goshawk, looking down on a world that was defenceless to your scrutiny, and willing to give... Continue Reading →

Writing Competitions…

I'm currently in the mood for a few writing competitions as I think this is a way of sharpening up my act and getting the pitch/summary stuff together. So far, two have gone off into the ether and a third is in the offing. I did, however, notice another competition that was interesting but probably... Continue Reading →

Life is but a walking shadow…

I have been spending the last few months trying to settle on a story for my next enterprise. I have happened on a few ideas, but they tend to fade with the coming of the daylight. Think and think and think again, but to no avail. The last two books I have completed have not... Continue Reading →

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