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  1. A Letter Home

    by , November 18th, 2020 at 11:49 PM (A Creative Spirit in Portugal)
    In February, I joined a local writing group which we managed to keep alive via Zoom once the Coronavirus struck. One of our assignments was to write a letter.

    Hi Mum,

    We have finally arrived in the Moorish town of Aljezur on the West Coast of Portugal. Despite Dad’s reservations, Jason’s decrepit, converted bus served us well as both a means of transport and accommodation. However, Dad was right about one thing: I do miss my creature comforts such as regular showers and ...
  2. Show & Tell 3 of Many

    How about a little me time
    A good place to turn the chicken loose to scratch the bottom of my cage

    Considering me, how much time do I put into being just me and not just who I should be or an adaptation for pleasing other
    In my day job this aspect was substantial as you needed to project a trust me I know what I'm doing persona

    But Im talking just being me

    Other than orientating for others most of the time I'm more like water I flow into the shapes ...

    Updated November 12th, 2020 at 11:52 PM by Gofa (Spelling)

  3. Show and Tell 2 of Many

    Number two

    Thanks Dither, your comment is much appreciated.

    Im here remembering again.

    The piece I will get to was written in hospital 5 or so years ago after falling or actually stepping off a motorised skate board at say 30 to 40 kph. I hyper extended both knees split my tibia and basically crashed head over heels a fair few times. I was wearing full motor cross body armour helmet wrist knee elbow supports or lets face I would been dead

    In ...
  4. Show and Tell 1 of Many

    This is not easy

    I'm surprised at how truly gut wrenchingly difficult it is
    I’ve written and posted this blog once before and deleted it
    I am trying to reframe to myself that this is a good idea for me as it crystallizes self identity and self acceptance

    but but but

    Telling the truth about my life and experiences has been a no go area even to good friends


    People like me are fun on TV but pretty disturbing in real
  5. Lest We Forget - Remembrance Sunday

    by , November 8th, 2020 at 12:38 PM (A Creative Spirit in Portugal)
    poppy field.jpg

    Two minutes silence marks your death
    as we the nation remember
    your sacrifice, with respect.
    The silence echoes our private grief
    while we the nation mourn our heroes.

    Heroes, born to die in far away places
    in battles old and new.
    Haunting bugles lament your loss
    while the Big Guns, salute you.
    And we the nation remember
    as we find solace in our thoughts.

    Red poppies ...

    My short story 'Big Dog In Persia' will be broadcast on the Harry Whitaker Show, BBC Radio York, tomorrow evening 4th November at about 19:30 GMT, I think. I'm interviewed 'live' at 7.45 - so that will be horrific, obvs...

    So, that's good, eh? They had me in the studios back in February, the night of the first English COVID case, in York. That time I read 'Mudland.' Should really get Mudland published, and my Big Dog.

    All best,

  7. What You Wish For

    Feel that invisible line marking the creation of a glorious future, and put a torch to a less-than-glorious past. You see it. But the past is never in reality as you remember it. And the future? Often less than glorious. Sometimes, far, far less.

    At a time and space ahead, you will look back at your wake. Sure, ‘they’ could have adapted to your new “better” world… but you knew they wouldn’t. And as you judged them for being inflexible, opinionated and unfeeling. You slowly ...
  8. Life eh?

    I retired just before Christmas and, because of this covid business, am seeing such awful shortcomings in today's society. Yes there are heros but when I think about it, the neglect of those who really are struggling to put food on the table to a backdrop of push and shove, me'me'me, I DO despair.

    An old man sits in an easy chair with a mug of coffee resting in his lap. Gazing out of the window. Listening to the gentle patter of rain hitting the living room window and with easy ...

    Updated November 1st, 2020 at 03:42 PM by dither

  9. Gliding Thermals

    by , October 31st, 2020 at 01:28 PM (The Green Lady)

    You are Kelvin, holding
    to your absolutes.
    A windswept plateau
    too stubborn to yield,
    you stand in eroded glory
    the implacable nature
    of your heart.

    And I, Fahrenheit’s child,
    cling to the familiar
    highs and lows, ride
    your thermal current flows
    and know,
    I’m but a beat, a breath away
    from the fall.
  10. Struggling with Senryu

    by , October 30th, 2020 at 11:19 PM (A Creative Spirit in Portugal)
    Does anyone else find senryu addictive? I have been working on this one for weeks and it still does not feel right

    tequila sunrise
    autumn colours in a glass -
    nature served with ice

    tequila sunrise
    sunset colours in a glass -
    nature served with ice

    tequila sunrise
    sunset flavours in a glass -
    nature served with ice


    tequila sunrise
    happiness served in a glass
    Poetry , Poetry
  11. Flash Fiction Online Reject 2 [Adult themes, drugs]

    I believe this one to be inferior even. Needs work on the tempo, the defs, indef, and punchline issues. I'll have a poke about now the family [1] is watching television.

    His blood felt chunky: sensation of the minestrone circulating toward his aortic valve; this blood slopped along the heart corridor, sludged into his black heart, and only a tiny lump of blood ever reached the brain. Even when lying down Master was light-headed, in the brain.

    He smoked his cigarette, ...

    Updated October 31st, 2020 at 10:47 PM by velo

  12. Daddy Great Relief in Draft 1

    Distilled, my character blended, and churned, addition, the dash [tabasco, bucket splash @ 50%] of the English aristocracy crazy horse, so-called. And the result was a boy child raised properly at the turn of this century.
    ‘Hooray,’ I cried for those first eighteen years, and I cried for the next eight.
    I am crying today.
    For several months now the telephone calls:
    ‘I have no shoes, it is snowing. What are you going to do about this, you old bastard. I am sleeping in dustbins ...

    Updated October 22nd, 2020 at 11:36 PM by Matchu

  13. Natural Born Killer (final demo w/ bass)

    I guess this is the last blog post I'm making because this forum has completely lost all of its personable qualities.

    I respect the decision to make the forum completely oriented towards writing, but for y'all to take personal journals away is just really fucking irking.

    Unless I start writing again, I probably won't be coming back here after next year.

  14. untying knots

    by , October 15th, 2020 at 06:13 PM (Stillborn Thoughts)
    the other night, i spent some time writing a few random
    snippets of poetry. while i don't know if there is
    a thread i can use to tie these together, i figured
    i'd share some of the thoughts and see what you all thought,

    reflected in dewdrops
    the eye finds

    Such sadness
    ado, ado, for(with each
    passing night)comes
    a foreignness
    from oneself

    a mask ...

    Updated January 30th, 2021 at 10:47 PM by Greyson

  15. Eye Opening Find

    Most of my blogs have been about works in progress, and while on vacation last week, I did a little writing on my current. Then I stopped, because I found I had not managed to copy my latest spreadsheet of characters to my notebook, didn't want to recreated it, and needed it for my next scene. So I had to simply enjoy my vacation.

    But that isn't what this blog is about. I recently joined the Operations Committee of an organization devoted to carrying out the good works of my favorite ...

    Updated October 18th, 2020 at 02:44 PM by vranger

  16. What's in a dream?

    It amazes me when people say that they remember dreams so vividly when I, well, obviously I dream just like anyone else but I wake with absolutely no recollection of any dream I may or may not have had. That was until last night and I am finding it all a bit disconcerting. I shall attempt to recount the details of a dream that I had with a view as to why I dreamed what I did.

    Okay, so there I was, in my dream-state, totally awake, seemingly, in a world of grey. No worldly features, ...

    Updated October 15th, 2020 at 02:55 PM by dither

  17. Natural Born Killer (final demo)

    Final bass version coming soon.
  18. time

    by , October 9th, 2020 at 08:04 PM (Stillborn Thoughts)
    it’s been a week. where to begin, i don’t know. maybe because
    all time has lost its meaning, and each day has blended to a blurred
    abstract of what we all once knew. but regardless, what a week it’s been.

    to begin with, i have been finding my moods more stable and controllable.
    something that two years ago seemed unattainable and elusive,
    but has slowly come as water erodes stone into unimaginable shapes.
    i have found, more and more, that at day’s

    Updated October 9th, 2020 at 10:23 PM by Greyson

    Poetry , Journal

    I've gained a new appreciation for my avatar.

    This is like, the best "ROTFL" I have ever seen in my entire life.

    I just got a new phone and the bitch has THREE MICROPHONES AND THREE CAMERAS.

    It records 1080p video with 3D sound.

    I'm going to spend the next three days with the bass player and knock out a final demo of KILL IT WITH FIRE, as well as a new demo of Natural Born Killer which we will hopefully finish composing by Sunday. ...

    Updated November 1st, 2020 at 12:20 AM by PiP

  20. I found some old texts ...

    I found on the external hard disk a folder with short and not short stories.
    Many are unfinished.
    I read them, and found myself saying:
    "But they are beautiful, did I write them?"
    All have excellent potential.
    I want to pick them up, finish them, changing and improving what I had already written.

    Among the stories that I have to finish, there is a Horror story, which I particularly like.
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  21. Nowhere to Run

    This was written back around 2013/2014 when I was homeless, much of it written acoustically without an amplifier.

    It was, and remains a masterpiece, but I haven't sat down and practiced it more that a few times in the past year because I've been so preoccupied with writing new material.

    I want to sit down and re-record this without the mistake that I have perpetuated in EVERY RECORDING ATTEMPT in the past 6 years.
  22. Wow! Blog Space?

    I found out by case:
    there is space for a blog.
    I would like to use this space, constructively.
    I like it, I already have some ideas.

  23. The Hero's Journey

    I'm writing a tale of mystery and intrigue ... and quite a bit of murder.

    Here's how things happen when I write. My hero's side is trying to make progress on who's murdering his associates. The associates are beings who used to be Greek gods, so they have some advantages.

    The nominal leader of his cause wants to send him on a mission, and he doesn't know the technique to get where he wants to go. (He needs to get to the Underworld). No problem. By surprise, she stabs him ...
  24. Flight Of The Reaper

    This is the best shit I ever wrote.

    It took years to find the time to finish it, about 4 months to ACTUALLY finish it, like 2 days to practice, and it was recorded on the first take without a warm-up the following day.

    This is my magnum opus, and I believe it will always be my most cherished composition because it proved to me that there is literally NOTHING I am incapable of with a guitar in my hands.

    I've ...
  25. Back to writing

    My intended next project (which I've discussed previously) is one between two factions at odds, lots of characters, hopefully lots of intrigue, and a mystery.

    My idea for the book got more ambitious after I'd already written almost three chapters in first person. So I decided to read (for the fourth time or so) Roger Zelazny's Amber series, which has mystery and intrigue involving many characters, and is written in first person.

    It took a while, but I finished that, then ...
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