Tag: Writing
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John Johnson and the Winter Queen
During the cooling latter days of the year, a pesky plan was afoot to cause a right royal commotion. A servant by the name of John Johnson was using his utmost stealth and skill to smuggle and store gunpowder into a cellar, in readiness to blow up both the King of England and Parliament. He…
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Winter’s Back!
Today saw the first frosty morning of the winter. Usually, things take a gradual approach, so one morning there would be a gentle covering of dew, then the next morning a subtle layer of ice, gradually getting thicker and heavier as the days pass by. But no, not this morning. Oh no, we may as…
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NaBloPoMoNaNoWriMo
I was debating whether to join up for NaNoWriMo this month, as a way of kick-starting my book that I keep promising to write. Part of me was geared up for the challenge, but the other two parts were more than dubious about the whole thing. Not the challenge itself – it seems a good…
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There will be no need for garlic
I’ve just managed to get out of my car. The courtyard outside is flooded. The rain and the wind seem to have reached monsoon levels. Well, maybe not, but that’s how they appear. After I paddled across the courtyard to reach the front door, trying my best not to get wet by doing my best…
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Shiver Me Timbers
“Ahoy me hearties!” bellowed the actor on the deck of the Sulphur Sark. Holding a steel blade aloft he started to swing it around in a figure of eight fashion. He was alone, and knew he wouldn’t cause any damage if he came on board to rehearse. “Shiver me timbers!” he continued, although now he…
The Mansionic Perspective 