A is for Apocalypse…

I remember the strangest of things, stuff that neuros don’t tend to notice. Faces are my best. I can tell if a neuro is masking, but not if they are wearing a mask. There’s all that ‘old saying’ nonsense about eyes being the gateways to the soul, but obviously I don’t think that way. Eyes... Continue Reading →

A is for Apocalypse…

Silence has many different levels of meaning. To some it means just what it says, a complete absence of sound. In that type of silence you can hear absolutely nothing and I would have a major problem with such a unresponsive definition because it is just so plainly not true. When we think that we... Continue Reading →

History Classes…

We started to line up for our food. One meter apart was the rule, and no touching anyone else. For the younger boys this was as impossible as understanding poetry or those things called themes in Shakespeare. It was the same for me when I was younger. I would smash pens, turn over desks and... Continue Reading →

Part of a New, New book…

Not yet proofed but it makes me feel good to let it breathe. PS I don't want Stephen King stealing it. Perchance to dream... On the night after I had seen the carnage of the woodpigeon, I dreamt that I was flying through the sky on a night that was not lit by a helpful... Continue Reading →

When you really are mad…

There was once a wise king that ruled over his people who resided in a vast citadel. The king was feared for his might and admired for his wisdom. And all his subjects revered him. The citadel had one source of water which was a well in the centre. In the mornings people would gather... Continue Reading →

I think that it is complete…

Just looking at cover designs. Is there anyone out there that is prepared to design a cover for my latest book? “Now you are ready for the woods, my friend. You will be cold as it is now winter there. The children have hidden themselves until the return of the sun, but the old woman... Continue Reading →

Once Upon A Time…

Just who do you turn to if you truly suspect that the country that you live in is being secretly taken over by Nazis? The answer, as I found out, was nobody. In the real world, the one that professed to exist outside the ward, few would pay much attention to such a claim. What... Continue Reading →

Just my imagination…

“You left him in the woods. He is alone now. You have to find him.” There was one very obvious question, but I could not ask it. I could not ask anything because as soon as she had arrived, she was gone. The light was gone. My room was gone. The safety of my bed... Continue Reading →

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