Discover my 100 word stories and other bits and pieces added to the blog over the years.
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Cold coffee
Like a cold cup of coffee when you expected it to be hot. Like a rain cloud in September when it promised it would not. Like a Valentines unopened. Like a poem left unread. Like when I say I miss you and you leave the words unsaid.
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I am the walrus (part the 2nd)
…and it wasn’t just one inanimate object we had to write about, oh no. We were under pressure baby! in 15 minutes we had to come up with 4. Time is fleeting, so by the time I’d cranked my brain into gear after around 6 minutes of dusting off I managed 2 and a half…
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I am the walrus (part I)
More learning last night. It’s good to learn. It fills you up. Sometimes it feels you up, certainly if you’re a bit of a deviant and get off on that kind of thing. We discussed P.O.V. and the effect this can have on your story, be it from a host of different characters or from…
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Moon
Watch the moon hang with me though miles and miles apart. Over sea and rock and railways forever in my heart. – Inspired, of course, by Fievel Mousekewitz.
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Cheese
It’s good to see that the surreal is alive and well in the child that sits in the back seat of my car. When told from the front to the back that in fact this child of mine smelled of cheese, he slapped his thigh and laughed with a sigh and declared that in fact…
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Me. You. Coffee. 