This is my third attempt to introduce myself.
All the other attempts have vanished into thin air.
As you can tell, I’m struggling.
Let’s start again. I set up this site at 10.44 am on the 16th June 2020. Yes, I’m an astrologer and once I’ve worked out how to do it, I’ll put the chart up.
But this blog is primarily for my poetry, flash fiction and short stories. As I become familiar, I’ll post more often and start to follow some of you, too.
I’m a member of Writing Matters, a Weymouth group, where I have been encouraged and experimented with fiction as opposed to non-fiction, which is the kind of writing I’ve done previously.
I’ve entered a few competitions for the first time during lock down and one piece of flash fiction was accepted by The National Flash Fiction Competition.
I’ve been wanting to start a blog for ages, so am delighted to have finally done so.
Latest from the Blog
- How We Met We met in his bedroom. Yes, I know that’s a bit weird, but it was 1964 and I was eighteen. I was good friends with Chris, who was going out with Richard, who Rob was in a flat share with. A room share in a flat in fact. It was in Hedgegate Court in NottingContinue reading “How We Met “
- Before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal GreenAlice wasn’t expecting to go to Paradise, either by way of Kensal Green or any other way. Not after what she’d done. She’d never been exactly religious, but she had once held spiritual beliefs and thought there might be an afterlife. But, when her dog, Beanie died – or rather was put down, which wasContinue reading “Before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green”
- Nothing in CommonJack and Maud had nothing in common and had been happily married for 50 years. Just like Jack Spratt, in the nursery rhyme, they managed to complement each other and fit together. Maud was a cat person but had acceded to Jack’s request that they keep a dog, which had then become two and eventuallyContinue reading “Nothing in Common”
- The Beast of Bodmin MoorThe sky was dark, the black clouds hung low over the hills and a stream of sunlight lighting up the cliffs created a spectacular contrast. This was Ethel’s favourite type of weather, it reflected her emotionally turbulent state perfectly and she revelled in the drama of it all. Ethel was on holiday at one ofContinue reading “The Beast of Bodmin Moor”
- A Foot in the DoorThe breakthrough Lisa had hoped for never came. Years later, when she thought she’d come to terms with her lack of success on the stage, she bumped into an old friend, Polly Audrey, from drama school who had gone on to become a mega star. ‘Hi,’ said Polly, ‘how extraordinary to run into you afterContinue reading “A Foot in the Door”
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