Category: Direction
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Silence (On Wednesday)
I asked my Inner Zombie for his thoughts on internal silence this week, ways to quieten or even expel that nagging voice that crops up from time to time. When he finally realised that I’d actually asked him (he had problems keeping his ears on) he gestured for me to allow him to type through…
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Dark Night

My one-thousand-one-hundred-and-eleventh post was published on Sunday 16th March 2014, quite a milestone, and such a good number as well, 1111. Anyway, moving on, my 1,112th post is now here. And, as it’s a Monday, it’s time for another portrait… Can things be as they seem this week? To be continued…!
Tom
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Three Days Later

Or two days, depending on how you look at it. I’m still having problems getting on to WordPress, but apart from mentioning the fact that there’s a sticky on the Support Forum I’m not going there. Things will be resolved shortly. Probably. Hopefully. Apologies for the lack of replies from this part of the world,…
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The Missing Blogster

Whatever will happen next? Firstly, a portrait fails to turn up, a portrait that should have been the prompt for the next day’s post. Then, the next day’s post turns up, prompted by the missing portrait itself, proving that, in all fairness, a prompt isn’t really all that necessary. And then, on the third day,…
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The Missing Portrait

“Hmmm…” pondered Rishard Púbol, the bespectacled detective with the French sounding first name and Spanish sounding surname. He was neither French nor Spanish, however, instead hailing from the ancient city of Deva Victrix, otherwise known as Westchester, or simply Chester, in Cheshire, close to the border with Wales. “Ahhh…” he pondered with aplomb, weighing up…