Time and Tide

here again

2009-05-03T01:28:00.003+01:00

here again,the wrong end of the daythe world suddenly slidesinto an over-night bagsoundproofed againstthe perils of darknessseeking the soothingrejuvenation of sleepand the faint edgeof night life glimmerscreeping inand overand upseizing and warping the very bonesof comforts laid in storefrom attachmentsand dalliancespremature hopesand untimely liaisonssmashing dreams into a thousand piecesof

Gone!

2009-03-17T14:12:00.001Z

Gone!“How did I get into this mess?”I banged a fist on the steering wheel, perhaps in some vain hope that an answer would jump out at me, but apart from a slight tinge of fear that I might set off the airbag, no thoughts came to mind. I had been having a quiet drink in the Bull, relaxing by the fireside after a stressful day in the office and now .... where the hell was I? Well I was driving down

On The Inheritance

2009-02-18T01:36:00.003Z

Tuesday night Wednesday morning and I have just finished the first challenge from The Liverpool Nanowrimo group that meets once a month. The challenge was to write a short story or extract to about 1,000 words, in the style of Mills and Boon.It may not seem like a challenge but I have found it extremely demanding to the point of pulling my hair out, throwing tantrums and generally making life

Extract from The Inheritance Chapter 3

2009-02-17T23:46:00.002Z

Extract from The Inheritance Chapter 3Mathew Broadbent was a determined and confident man, some would say arrogant. Most people when asked their opinion about him would venture that he was a typical alpha male. If he ever found himself in a group he would naturally raise himself to the fore taking on all comers and affirming his place in the pecking order as top dog or at least “up there”. It had

2009-02-16T13:29:00.001Z

Robert is blacked out: Stand up against "Guilt Upon Accusation" for New Zealand http://creativefreedom.org.nz/blackout.html

Windows on Life 2

2009-02-13T22:11:00.000Z

Windows on LifeI remember gazing through the windows of the house where I was born as life passed by. It wasn’t ’passing me by’ ; the front door of our home opened on to a front step which was on the footpath. There was a token front “garden” which measured about 10 feet by 2 feet and it had a wall which had been built with railings but they had long gone as part of the war effort. As with most

Time and tide

2009-02-12T16:50:00.000Z

and suddenly it was five pm and am due at Twestival in under an hour. Skates on. Perhaps they will be better than sequins or jeans. Tonight promises to be a fabulosi ding dang donger and there is all kinds lined up including as has probably been mentioned many times, Stephen Fry's worn socks and great bands and lots of hilarity. Ifeel rain in the air so might be getting there wet. Lots of

Bills and Moon

2009-02-11T17:18:00.000Z

So I think I have finally got to grips with writing a "Bill and Moons" romance story. At our Nano group it was decided that we would have a challenge of writing a romance in the Mills style. I must admit it has been one of the hardest writing tasks I have attempted.It has caused lots of angst and at times I have felt the way a fish might feel if the water turned to jello impregnated with razor

Dark Mountain

2009-02-07T22:56:00.000Z

Dark MountainAs I approached the dark mountain the air became heavier, colder and more oppressive. The growing shadow spread its bitter fingers around my heart and then I realised that it was the shadow of my soul.

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2009-02-05T16:20:00.000Z

Four Miles at Paschendale

2009-02-05T16:09:00.000Z

In The Great war to end all wars on 31st July 1917 an offensive was commenced. It was the third battle of Ypres or the battle of Passchendale. It was a failure from the beginning.Haig had said that he would not continue beyond the first day if things went wrong but it continued for three months. The British gained four miles.An enquiry blamed the catastrophic failures on 'the junior officers and

Disobedience

2009-02-05T15:52:00.000Z

DisobedienceThere was no way they were getting me there! The damn cheek of it! After all I was part of the family, what did they think they were doing? As far as I was concerned I had never put a foot wrong and this was how they were rewarding me. I tell you it made my blood boil.Well when I say I had never done anything wrong .... there had been a few minor upsets. But nothing major, nothing

revolution

2009-02-03T23:02:00.000Z

revolutionpoverty and deprivationessential ingredients of any nation with riches for the few no matter what they domaintained with the soothing powerof batons and bread and an evil glowerfor the masses there’s pretexts of protectionused to cajole as a means of oppressionand escalating laws ensnaring the freea ruling class unwilling to besubversion of the masses is where it’s atnot afraid of their

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2009-02-03T23:00:00.000Z

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2009-02-03T22:27:00.000Z

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2009-02-03T21:31:00.000Z

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inviolate

2009-02-03T21:27:00.000Z

inviolateimprisoned yet freelike the waves bordered by a forgiving landseparateinviolateunison of thought and actioncomparisons of benefactiona straightened tiethe badge of a lovesurpassing all futility

Space to Breathe

2009-02-03T21:18:00.000Z

DisobedienceChristmasTED Ideas worth spreadingWindows on LifeLiverpool Poetry CafeCome Strut Your StuffTransitionsevgiThe RosemoirsThe future in Obamas hands?NanowrimoDead Good Poets SocietyArcade FireBreathe EasyImage produced using tagcloud-generator

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2009-02-03T20:09:00.000Z