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The Case of Mr Anderson pt. 1

February 18, 2019
Location: Blogs, Free Writing

It was in the town of Stackley that he had been born. And it was here, too, that Mr Anderson would die. He had never been a particularly expressive child. Shy, his parents and teachers had called him. Weird, crazy, had been the preferred titles given by his peers right through secondary school. Up until …

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Pizza

February 4, 2019
Location: Blogs, Free Writing

04/02/2019 – 1 hour 20mins It was certain right from the moment the question was asked. Emil Ranton was not going for pizza. He had always avoided it really, or at least, ever since he came to America. Part of it was the way the greasy American diners butchered the culinary delight of his homeland, but Emil knew that …

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Frostbite.

January 29, 2019
Location: Blogs, Free Writing

29/01/2019 – 5mins Feels dangerous. In some indescribable ways.Hardly a feeling, more of a thought. It isBarely tangible. The cold seeps in under the doorstep,You can’t escape its gentle caress.Gentle but deadly. We were always told to watch out for the cold.At the time it seemed silly: of courseWe would be careful. But something so gentle can …

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Imagine the Perfect Island

December 7, 2018
Location: Blogs, Free Writing

07/12/18 – 20mins Imagine the perfect island, one far out into the sea. With coves and beaches and shingle, all saved for you and me. Here we may rest our sore feet, and like sweetest flowers grow, Where we are hidden, under the trees, no one else shall know.   Come with me to the …

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Autumn

November 15, 2018
Location: Blogs, Free Writing

15/11/18 – 40 minutes The Autumn had arrived. By the thickness of the leaf-mulch that had collected in the ley of his doorstep, he could tell that the early winter winds had started to blow. Instantly after opening the door, he squinted his eyes at the harsh, dry wind that ploughed into him like a …

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Buy…buy…buy…bye

November 1, 2018
Location: Blogs, Free Writing

01/11/2018 – 10mins Its fresh, its crisp, its clean, clean as the air we breathed. Look! Brand new! Mine! Mine! My very own! You can hardly repress a giddy and excited moan. Or maybe I am wrong, you do not see the way we are deceived.   Fresh buds of spring. New and Improved! The best yet! …

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