Tag: Writing
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Bride
The church was as she remembered it the first time. Cold. Echoey. She could hear the choir, in her mind’s eye, and if she looked through this eye she could see them standing below the large colourful window. When she looked at this through her normal vision, she saw the ruins, the crumbling remains of…
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Not So Cold
‘Oh, Ognar,’ Myrtle sighed as she looked out of the window, which was rapidly steaming up, ‘I don’t believe it… after all these months of hotter than hot weather, we now get this sudden out of the blue cold snap which has caused this.’ She clasped her hands beneath her chin as she watched the…
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Coming Soon…
They’ve been calling me for a while. Dropping breadcrumbs. Subtly hinting that it is time for their story to continue. I wonder though if this time around, their stories will be comical, serious, or epic. Or maybe a mixture of everything. Time will tell… hence the ‘coming soon…’ title…
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Gliding the Gauntlet
Have you ever, even for just one second, stopped to consider the perilous life of a snail? Day in, day out, they have to get from where they were to where they are going, literally at a snail’s pace, as the entire universe is in a rush around them. They amble along, in microscopic view…
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To Be Continued
It burns within, this passion. The urge, the fire, the need to create. A spark triggers a thought, that triggers a line, that leads to a paragraph, a page. The joy of being carried along as words paint a picture, build a world, create a lifetime. Sometimes, however, it isn’t easy as blocks get in…
