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When a Swifty Turns into a Session (1)
Posted by Mark Burrow on Fri, 30 May 2025
A car alarm was going off. They usually stopped after six or seven beeps but not this one. Pete put the pillow over his head to smother the noise. Suffocate the hangover. The worries about the night before. What was in store for him today.Read morePoem of the week
Tan Remembered Toes
Posted by Turlough on Thu, 29 May 2025
Paddling in the River Dun, we’d laugh hysterically as the peaty waters made our white Antrim feet appear a shade of tan.
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Story and Poem of the Week and Inspiration Point
A very big thank you to everyone who's posted their stories and poems this week
My choices for today are as follows:
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'Dead Reckoning' by Philip Whiteland. Out Today!
For all Archibald and Josiah fans (and I know we have many on ABCTales), I'm very pleased to announce that Dead Reckoning by Philip Whiteland is available today in paperback and can be ordered with this link:
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Our Story and Poem of the Month for April, very kindlty chosen by RJNewlyn
Pick of the month April 2025
Well done to everyone who has posted this month and for keeping up the quality so ably. It has been a tough call …
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Saltburn by Drew Gummerson - Out Now! Link to buy plus a review
I'm very pleased to announce that Saltburn, by our very own Drew Gummerson is out now and available to buy here:
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We've had to suspend the automatic joining facility for a while so if you would like to join us please email
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Posting From Your Android Phone - Fixed!
Some of you have been having issues with posting your work using an android phone. Ewan and John our techie have been working really hard to fix this.
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Picks of the Month
I am the stillness
Posted by Yutka on Thu, 24 Apr 2025
I am,
not in the way fire roars,
but in the hush between storms.
I am the breath the forest holds
before the wind remembers
how to move.
They rush, the memories,
like wild winds across dry fields,
carrying all the fragile things I’ve been,
splinters of selves
I once called home.
They scatter.
They rage.
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It's obviously a plot behind the human race's back
Posted by Itane Vero on Sat, 05 Apr 2025
“Do you know who I am? Do you still recognize me?” asks Super Mario. The Plumber walks into the living room. She waters the plants. When she turns around, water gushes from the watering can.
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