Bits of String
Here are some bits of monologue style fiction including
Stories from the day...observations...memories...thoughts...
manifestos...and the like.
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Little Things From The Day
In aisle seven a woman is making a scene. The woman is shrieking. Heads are turning and people are starting to stare from the corner of their beady eyes.
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A Man
I noticed the slurring and swearing, the white beard, all yellow around the mouth. The jacket pocket bulging and the neck of a green plastic bottle sticking out. I could see its contents sploshing around inside.
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Adrian
I live here in Lancaster House now. I collect clocks and I am fifty-fifty one. I always forget which one it is. I came here because Mum died. She died and we put her in the ground.
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Bird
Never met a man so uncomfortable in his own skin and I love him. That makes me a nutter. Didn't work that out for myself- I've been told enough times.
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Jon
You probably didn't expect anyone to approach you. You do look a bit intimidating with those tatoos on your head.
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Thursdays I sees er Part 1
She never looks up. Reckon she knows I'm there but she don't look. Reckon she's goin to the market to meet that neighbour of ers...
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Goldfish
I felt my baby kick for the first time today. And it's my birthday. I'm fifteen. When people see me out it's like they don't know that I have got eyes. I can see the way they look at me.
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Thursdays I Sees Er Part 2
I was stubbourn as ever. Some call it stupid. “No” I said. “This is my home. This is it.” Aint got nothing else. “Let me be” I said.
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The Crow
She just stands there staring at the traffic. Her lips move constantly, whispering to herself. Talking to herself, or remembering. Like going over a shopping list or something.
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Irene's - A love Story
She'd seen them in the town one Saturday, sitting outside Tesco, holding hands, laughing. They looked like they'd been drinking, like giddy teenagers landed from another planet.
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Hobby
Our rose bushes have grown sullen. Holding watch. As you command. Command your world. Impressive. Extensive. Complex. Networks of railtracks, complete with Fat Controller.
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The Governor and The Mourner
A bit longer and more detailed than my usual stuff but hopefully worth a read. It's still under construction so crit. would be especially welcome...is it interesting, believable? Thanks :)
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Your Red Buses
The first time I saw your famous red buses it felt like I had stepped into a history book. The first time I saw one of your red buses with the banner: 'Some People are Gay. Get Over It'
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On Subject Matter
it was always more Dickensian workhouse than Disneyland Paris
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Winning
Love is fierce, a fire. Can you feel it burning you? The dictionary tells me that love is; a strong feeling of affection for another person; a...
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