Not Taking Life Too Seriously

Another quiet week of editing my novel and doing my best to avoid the (currently) blazing sun in England. I don’t shy away from the sun because of any Dracula-esque motivations, I’m just more of a Hobbit hole sort of person. You can keep your oppressive heat, buzzing insects and evenings that never bloody end. …

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A Song for the Old Woman

Her worn sandals almost started a friction fire on the dry grass as she skittered up to me. Hair all medusa-like and face flushed like a peach, she screamed of devils and sin and pointed her bony talons right at me.   Mothers with pushchairs on black tarmac playgrounds, and school-kids smoking behind the old …

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