Driving Dirty…

I was going to wash the car this morning but then it decided to rain. Days do that to you. They watch you like nosey neighbours who have a grudge. They try to second-guess you so that they can put a nail in your plans. So now the rain is falling and the car is... Continue Reading →

Solitude…

… the highest and most decisive experience of all, … is to be alone with his own self, or whatever else one chooses to call the objectivity of the psyche. The patient must be alone if he is to find out what it is that supports him when he can no longer support himself. Only... Continue Reading →

Sleep And The Living…

I have always slept. Eight hours is what I aim for, eight long, deep hours of nothingness. The years have probably dealt me many good nights in which I have wandered aimlessly through the ocean of indifference, bumping into the various flotsam and jetsam that remain of my consciousness. At other times, sleep has been... Continue Reading →

Silent Goodnight…

The Chances Of Anything Coming From Mars... During the first days, only the cranks and kids spoke about it. There were those who would always speak of such things 'that were out there' so, when things came along that promised hidden secrets, the group of ‘know-more than is seen’ were happy. It was coming for... Continue Reading →

When The Book Writes You…

I have entered that stage in my latest novel when the characters take over from me as the writer. They have started to decide what they are doing and it is that decision-making process that is propelling the book forward. I thought that I knew Evie, but she is showing me new aspects to her... Continue Reading →

When School Goes Bad…

The library was nothing like how we had left it. After inching our way through the tunnels that led to it, we waited and watched. Beyond the odd scavenging rodent, nothing else moved. Eventually, Peter indicated that a group of five should move in accompanied by himself. I held back with the others. It must... Continue Reading →

Why AWOL?

The library was nothing like how we had left it. After inching our way through the tunnels that led to it, we waited and watched. Beyond the odd scavenging rodent, nothing else moved. Eventually, Peter indicated that a group of five should move in accompanied by himself. I held back with the others. It must... Continue Reading →

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