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Dim The Lights

From my book Into the Dark  DIM THE LIGHTS ​“I am so tired. Tired of fighting people, governments, my own desires and needs that have no place in our world, or so I am told. ​Tired of explaining myself to you. Trying to make you see who I am, and why I do what I […]

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Street Photography

STREET PHOTOGRAPHY ​ I see you looking. Staring across the mall. Will you come over? Will you say hello to me? ​ People often stare at me. I am very beautiful in my way. Nothing can ever take that away from me. I was considered amazing once and was a model. Okay it was local […]

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Goodbye For Now

From my book Into the Dark  GOODBYE FOR NOW ​ He placed another bag on top of the growing pile. He had accumulated too much over the years. Made leaving so much harder. ​ He could hear her crying quietly in the other room. She thought he could not hear her. He had not meant […]

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Pete

Pete was the nicest boy you could ever wish to meet.  He had learning difficulties, but if you’d seen him with the children you would have known that he was the nicest lad.  He was patient with them. He was kind with them.  If the kids were there, you knew Pete was somewhere around looking […]

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Welcome to Ignarook

Jock and Andy followed the path. Sentries watched from the trees as the two humans made their way home from their race. Jock kicked leaves as he walked, hands in pockets. He kept looking at Andy and laughing. Andy was not laughing. He had fallen in a patch of thistles and his face was burning. […]

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The Kingdom of Ignarook

Ignarook. The market place of the world…or so the villagers called it. Its residents were hidden from view by a forest that opened a path or closed one depending on who you were. Some people never found the gates of Ignarook. Some travellers came and never left. Villagers from the surrounding areas would travel in […]

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She Took Off Her Hat

The rodeo came through every year.  Tamsin would watch, standing on the outskirts, hiding from her father and brothers.  She would watch the horses, nostrils flaring, sweat white against their flanks, leather straps bold against their hair.  The smells assaulted her nose and her heart raced with the thrill of the rides As she grew […]

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A Rather Thorny Subject

Andrew’s kilt was annoying as the front ride up between his thighs. His Moggans were slippin’ and he ran faster trying to ignore the feeling of doom. The fairies flew around his head chittering excitedly. They pinched his nose and bit his ears. He tried to swat them but they flitted in and out of […]

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The Table

The table stood dejected in the back of the garage.  Its chairs were set against a far wall and had not been pressed against it for many years.  The wood bowed slightly and the legs were tired and worn with indentations where people had hit it in passing with bikes, scooters and even in later […]

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The Orphans

Adam looked around and saw nobody was about, so scooted across the road and down the alley.  His heart pounded as he flew behind a skip and squatted down.  His breath was raspy.  His legs tired.  But he thought he had outrun them.  He should not have tried to raid the supermarket bins.  He knew […]

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Saturday Morning Brunch

Saturday morning brunch in Mayflower Village was normally a chatty affair. Mabel, Mildred and Millicent (or the three M’s as Mummy had called them) were, every week without fail, sitting outside drinking tea and partaking of one of the wonderful cakes that Sally Parkins made every morning before opening. This morning however, the three ladies […]

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