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Woe: An Excerpt

By the time the apocalypse started manifesting in anything resembling tangible form, nobody cared. By the time God’s plan for us was revealed in all its revelatory splendour, there were few with the wherewithal to appreciate it. 1,489 more words

Creative Writing

The Book Lovers

“Who was she?” That was the first thought that came into my mind when I saw her in the bookshop. Her long, silver plait snaked over one shoulder until she flicked it behind her where it came to a stop, bisecting her back perfectly. 478 more words

Short Stories


My da’s thick left-hand
Tucked behind his thick back
While right brushes walls white.



You won’t play their game.
Outside’s superior to
Inside sucking thumbs.


Woke up this morning with a terrific urge to lie in bed all day and read. 

Raymond Carver

Before finding success as a writer, Raymond Carver (born May 25, 1938) was a night custodian at a hospital.

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Charities, Chapters, and Changing direction ...

If I wanted to be accurate I should say another handful of chapters – for example around six.
On 10th May I posted to say that I would not be promoting my titles for the remainder of the month. 484 more words


Quite a Quote

The fœtus floats outside your window while you are having sex. It wants to know how many beads of sweat collect between your breasts and at what point, exactly, they begin their journey south, it wants to know if your eyes open wide or close at orgasm, if at that time your partner is holding your hand with his hand or your gaze with his gaze. 80 more words