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Blog: dither

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...
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...
Tired of living scared of dying in an over-crowded world, where people rush and scurry got no time for worry my rock and hard place hell. Things I should've said and done things I wish I hadn't. Miserable life miserable me,
A letter to nobody, everybody, somebody! anybody! At stupid o'clock, in the small dark hours, my mind is alive, firing on all four, as any self-respecting petrol-head might opine, consquences of a troubled mind, troubled by society's constant unfailing stone-walling of suicide. You would be...
Day three plan C, living and learning:
I ventured up to the top of my garden today. How did I let it get so bad? Well, I know how, but why? Allow me to explain. My back garden is quite large, must be near on twenty five metres long and about six metres wide. Some twelve metres from the house an archway runs across the width of the...
Saturday morning would normally be a shop-day for me and today it will be, I shall.... go shopping..... but the experience, the task of carrying out would be anything but..... normal. Thanks to the shock-waves of the corona-v spreading ever outwards from China. The effects which, the image of a...
I really wish I wouldn't DO this. Walking out, in the fresh air, on a fine sunny day, should carry a government health warning. No sooner had I left the house this morning and my mind started whirring and I was set to thinking. Thinking about my recent thread in that's life. ARGH!!!!! Why do I...
Looking back, way back, it's not something that I am wont to do and I most certainly do not do " rose tinted specs " memories, damn them, like ghosts, you can't always see them but they're there and when they choose to haunt, there's not a lot you can do about it. All through my teens and well...
I posted in here earlier about my reading crime novels and how I so enjoyed getting to know the main characters and how their creators made them seem so real. Reading the final few chapters when all the weird stuff finally comes together, the bad guys get caught and good triumphs over evil, for...
I started the new year full of good intentions. After having retired at Christmas from what had been a totally " full on " physically and mentally demanding job, I was not going to just lounge around at home all day doing nothing but that I'm afraid, is I had been doing this year but then, the...
The cheese counter of all places, eyes rolling at the memory of such an experience. Thought I'd do without the smilie. Anyway, and already I'm lost for words. What can I say? It's Sunday, cheapo-shop-day. I get up at around 9.30. have my usual mug of tea with a strong coffee chaser, eat a...
Just another Sunday lunchtime, my " gentle stroll to the outskirts of town and cheapo shopping day" and, bearing in mind the time of the year, the weather as agreeable as might reasonably be expected. Dull, grey, and the air felt damp, EVERYTHING feels damp that probably explains why, having had...
People... Life... MY life...and giggles in the darkness: As with most working people who are in regular employment, my daily routine is pretty much set in stone, from when I wake up in the afternoon to when I get home and go to bed in the morning. There is a bus journey to and from work and...
One of these days.:eek: It's Sunday morning, or at least it was, twenty seven minutes ago, and, as always, first on my "to do" list is the long walk out of town for my cheap-store shopping . As is the way of things at this time of the week, I usually arose from my slumbers at about nine, roused...
More than once now, I've sat reading a book at home and, after having read a few chapters, suddenly found myself thinking, I know what happens next, I've read this one before. I've read so many now, it seems, I can't REMEMBER every book that I've read, that I've decided that I'm going to start...
It never ceases to amaze me how I spend so much time pondering the so very mundane which, ultimately, only serves to exacerbate, a wish/desire/call it what you might, to do one certain thing thing that I would love to do before I leave this earth. I just noticed that I said "to do" and not "to...
Yesterday was the day of a Hospital appointment. I'd managed to keep that from my wife but would I be able to have a day out without her wondering, or commenting on such an event. She would never ask outright where I'd been or why I'd been out so long, being as that I was on a week off work and...
How strange is the human mind. Well, mine at any rate. I think. And maybe THAT'S the problem... I think. Frowning as I type. I've been looking forward to today, for some time now, because, I won't be working next week, I'm on a week off, and now that it's here.... err... yeah. Today, Sunday, as...
Friday night and heading up the High Street, just one more shift, then weekend, I thought. No yippee, no singing and dancing, I'm just so relieved to have got through another week of work. As I walked, I saw a young man up ahead of me exiting a Chinese takeaway carrying his little white plastic...

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