Ellipsis is the key to good story telling. Without it there is no story to tell. What we don’t know defines us, not the other way around. It is the concept of discovering the unknown, of understanding what we believe … Continue reading Daily Quote – Forgetting
Jeromiah is the lead character in the story I am currently writing. He is a man with an unconventional view of the world. Like me he believes that life is not all it seems, that there is more to understand … Continue reading The Daily Flannel: Jeromiah’s Rant
Ok. Just so you all know, for anyone that is remotely interested that is, I have decided to differentiate between my channelled pieces, and my moments of deep pondering, which are slightly more usual, as they for me involve a … Continue reading The Daily Flannel: Time is my relative.
Girl and man; Daughter and Father; Family. Water between them; Love flows like water; Two people connected. Continue reading Flow
On the suggestion of friends lately I am returning to writing fiction, something I’ve missed doing, particularly the monologues, which are always an exploration of characters, and the way in which they perceive their world. This following piece involves a … Continue reading Nadine the Dragon-tamer
The uninterrupted light of this autumnal afternoon reminds me of the words I awoke with this morning, heard with vivid clarity as I stood on the breach between dreaming and waking. “The Lion has defeated the Dragon.” I repeated the … Continue reading Lions and Dragons – Short Story
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I’m re-posting this piece in light of an ensuing discussion about language that my previous post has sparked. I want to highlight that any notion of truth validated by linguistic exchange… Continue reading Scratch n’sniff Icebergs
If you’re going to throw a rock at me make sure you aim well. Be sure that I won’t catch it and throw it right back at you. Make sure you aim well and that you knock me from my high perch like a tin-can sitting on a fence. Take off your mask and show everyone your face so that your anonymity does not fail you, tell them your name, and be sure that you know before you pull back your arm, with the weight of that solid object gripped tight in your hand that as you swing, you commit. … Continue reading Snapshot Stories – Cardboard Cut-out
I see you here and I’m counting the minutes, tick-tock, tick-tock. I know I’ve got you in the palm of my hand as always, but I never know which way you’re going to go. I want to talk to you about stuff, but I never know how to approach you without making it sound like I’m chatting you up, or something. I’m a bit sheepish and dog-eared like that. I’m busy but I want to stop and chat, find out what you’ve been doing with your day. Married people do that, but we’re not married! I don’t even really know what you look … Continue reading Snapshot stories – The Ineffable Mr. Andrews (part two)
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