Writer Unblocked…

For a number of years a piece of work has been sitting in my digital graveyard. No, that's not quite true. The work had not been formally laid to rest, rather it was receiving prolonged treatment for conditions associated with creative coma. The patient was not the unfinished novel, it was the half-baked writer. I... Continue Reading →

The Road We All Travel…

Michael Morpurgo, the author and former children's laureate, is 76 on Saturday 5 October 2019, and he's beginning to feel his age. But he's not downhearted, partly because he draws inspiration from others who've stayed active and positive to the end of their lives.  Strange thing, getting old - because I never thought it would... Continue Reading →

Why Hate A Little Girl?

How can a 16-year-old girl in plaits, who has dedicated herself to the not-exactly sinister, authoritarian plot of trying to save the planet from extinction, inspire such incandescent rage? Last week, she tweeted that she had arrived into New York after her two week transatlantic voyage: “Finally here. Thank you everyone who came to see... Continue Reading →

Thoughts before heading out on the bike…

“Never put off till tomorrow what may be done day after tomorrow just as well.” – Mark Twain “Things may come to those who wait, but only the things left by those who hustle.” – Abraham Lincoln “My advice is to never do tomorrow what you can do today. Procrastination is the thief of time.” – Charles Dickens... Continue Reading →

Some Mornings…Writing

I took me a long time to get home from work yesterday. The torrential rain had turned streams into surges and roads into rivers. I decided to change my return journey routine to avoid the worst of it. The navigation system in the car plays games and I don't trust any more. So I set... Continue Reading →

Dead, Dead, Dead again…

The Driving Undead… There was this zombie driving a car. No, that’s wrong, he was not quite zombie, just one of those hybrids.  Anyways, he was driving his car across a bridge whilst listening to a talk radio programme. The river was wide and sure of itself many feet beneath him and the sun had... Continue Reading →

Read Warning…

My long toil has finally reached a conclusion and it has culminated in another Quick-Read edition of The Piper Series. The Purge Part 3 takes the reader into the winter solstice where all kinds of bad things await. A new Leather army is on the move, a mother and her children are rescued, Michael and... Continue Reading →

Getting Older…

I woke before the alarm. It wasn't that the alarm was sleeping, more so that it was waiting. After the initial acceptance that I would sleep no more, I sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my eyes, stretched, and half-yawned; the working week had arrived. Yesterday has now gone. With it went... Continue Reading →

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