Category: Words
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Diner
The car stalled at the bottom of the hill. Adam turned the key several times, but it wouldn’t start. He locked the car securely, and set off up the hill towards where he’d seen the bright neon diner sign from the main road several minutes earlier, hoping to use their phone. Torrential rain pushed him…
Tom
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The Results
Recently I posted, as an experiment, a request for readers of my blog to try to categorise eight of my posts. I wanted to gather if by reading one hundred words, the reader could tell if the post was based on a real event, a dream, a revelation or it was complete fiction. Thanks to…
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The question
Why is a raven like a writing desk? What came first, the chicken or the egg? What is the sound of one hand clapping? When would when never happen? Why are some words the same but different? When can importance be irrelevant? At what point does new become old? How, when it’s warm, can you…
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Sommat Good?
An’ when the words just fail to form The time to write’s not right But is it right to write any words Or only them what’s right? My words tonight are out of sight My form is not on form But are my words tonight wrote right And this is jus’ the norm? Right words,…
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What does a whisper look like?
I’ve been playing with words again this morning, trying to come up with a visual illustration for a whisper. No, I’ve not lost my mind or anything, it’s for this week’s Illustration Friday theme. And yes, I know that I’ve only just done one, but we’ve had another Friday since then so we’re now in…
The Mansionic Perspective 