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Old Walls - Part 1

‘Look,’ Roz gazed across the road in disbelief, ‘someone’s moving into Old Walls.’ Simon glanced up from his Ipad, his eyes sharpening as his mind...

Picking at Poetry

Picking at poetry, like picking at scabs, rhyming couplets, anytime, I think they're just so fab. Tercets and trochees, they’re tempting, they're a...
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Sophrayni's Quiet Hunt Chapter 7.

Chapter 7. Into danger. The manor’s receiving room was dimly lit, its velvet curtains drawn tight against the afternoon sun. Wilgan stood near the...
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Amanderella and the Mystery of Wittering Crags. Chapter 8.

Chapter Eight. Tuffort Stones. Amanderella pulled on her coat and stepped outside. The clouds that had threatened rain were gone, leaving a bright...
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Fixated on Fiction

Fixated on fiction, my favoured writing choice, eclectically selecting when searching for my voice. Stealing ideas, phrases and expressions, Shifting...

Poet's Progress

Open Mic, The Chipped Teacup , back in Eighty-Five, Alcohol it inspired me , and my poetry came alive. I plagiarised lyrics from songwriters like Tom...
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On the Wrong Side

‘On the wrong side of the tracks ‘ was what came to his mind when Martin looked upwards at the huge granite building looming darkly. The melting snow...
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Amanderella and the Mystery of Wittering Crags. Chapter 7.

Chapter Seven. A Crowded Bar. By the time Amanderella returned to the Stoat & Compass, the wind had picked up, the clouds had thickened, and the...
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Sophrayni's Quiet Hunt Chapter 6.

Chapter 6 Follow that cart. On the road outside, Sophrayni caught up with the cart carrying the sleep potions. She didn’t follow straight away. She...
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Sophrayni's Quiet Hunt Chapter 5.

Chapter 5. Slipsy Early the next morning, Sophrayni made her way to the next town Maggie had mentioned. Once again, she arrived at a coaching inn...
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