Category: Questions
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Everything in twos
I have a strange compulsion. Strange in the fact that it isn’t there all of the time, and strange in the fact that it can be ignored as well. I experience this strange compulsion of mine mostly when shopping in Sainsbury’s (other supermarkets are available) but it does creep in to other areas of my…
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The Writer’s Desk
I write At night in dull light And as I kneel I feel Surreal At a desk without a chair With papers, pens and boxes everywhere Typing, tapping, amid the clutter Recording any word I utter Hoping they flow and work well together I hope I cope within the scope Of imaginary faces in distant…
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And OUT went the lights…
Here I was, settling in front of the computer screen, fingers poised and ready to start to type away at another Me! Me! Me me me! Masterpiece… well, fingers in an awkwardly gnarled position is more like it, frantically hoping that an idea would spring into my head for me to write a post –…
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Showtime!
The gathered crowd cheered as I performed trick after trick for their entertainment. The hall was full – possibly four hundred people standing, waiting, for the announcement. When the hall manager came out onto the stage and advised that the announcement had been postponed, and quite possibly cancelled, the crowd started to jeer. Too many…
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Dear Diary…
10th August 1911. Dear Diary, I’m so excited for the next year. My brother is getting married to Geraldine, and I’m going to be a bridesmaid. They won’t wed until June 15th, which is ages away, but still. A wedding. In my family. We’ve not had one for years. 2nd September 1911. Dear Diary, Geraldine…
Tom