Monthly Archives: August 2014

The Track

I walk along the twisted track. Falling leaves touch my face. Fingers of coolness. I whistle a happy song. I see an object up ahead. The brown camera I’d left on my bed. I pick it up; I have a look. … Continue reading

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Alone

The cold spread down through each layer of Violet’s skin. It was too cold, happening too quickly. Shit, shit and double shit! Violet knew she had passed out. Her body was shivering and the sun had moved down. Tears of pain and … Continue reading

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Restricted

We both are restricted. It’s not by our want. Afar from each other We travel, we jaunt. Once it was rosy, Time was so free. The essence of you, Was the essence of me. Your breath on my neck, Breathless … Continue reading

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A Day in the Life of Madness

It was a shock to Susan. The comfort of familiarity was lost. In the blink of an eye what had once been Susan’s homeland was now foreign. Susan looked around at the sights and sounds, not knowing what to do, … Continue reading

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Last Night

I had a dream last night. I was looking in a mirror and the wrinkles under my eyes had increased. When I awoke in the morning and was brushing my teeth, I glanced up and looked at my face. All … Continue reading

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Memoir Madness Post 2

Let’s get this party started…. In December 2013, I commenced the memoir project in my writing software, including a character list (names may change) and descriptions of the main characters, i.e. personality types including distinctive traits, language, mannerisms and physical … Continue reading

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Memoir Madness Post 1

And so it begins….. It’s time. I’m not sure why, but it is. I am happy, relaxed, reflective, have time on my hands and more hormonal than I would care to admit. All of the above have influenced this craziness. If you’ve read the ‘About Me’ … Continue reading

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Not Our Home

The house was out of town. Down an overgrown track where thick vines grew from one side to the other. The sun was blocked out. The air is damp, thought Silky. Silky and Tom stood looking around inside their new home.  … Continue reading

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