Justin Tuijl

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StoryThe Gimp Justin Tuijl32 years 3 weeks ago
StoryRattle Ghost - a re-telling of Rumpelstiltskin Justin Tuijl22 years 3 weeks ago
StoryProject Icarus Justin Tuijl12 years 3 weeks ago
StoryHigh Princess (part2) Justin Tuijl12 years 3 weeks ago
StoryHigh Princess (part1) Justin Tuijl12 years 3 weeks ago
StoryDeparture Gate Justin Tuijl22 years 3 weeks ago
StoryCaptain Clarkson and the Age of Thump Justin Tuijl02 years 3 weeks ago
StoryBurning Wolfhound - prologue Justin Tuijl42 years 3 weeks ago
StoryBlakes 7 - the flawed but awesome BBC Sci-fi series from the 1970's Justin Tuijl12 years 3 weeks ago
StoryPound for the guy Justin Tuijl02 years 4 weeks ago
StoryDeath on a tricycle Justin Tuijl02 years 4 weeks ago
Storythe house with a collapsing roof Justin Tuijl42 years 4 weeks ago
CollectionJustin's Poems Justin Tuijl02 years 4 weeks ago
Blog entryNever did write for money anyway, my books are free Justin Tuijl02 years 1 month ago
Story4am Justin Tuijl32 years 1 month ago
Story180 Years Old Justin Tuijl22 years 1 month ago
StoryAlbert and Perky Justin Tuijl02 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Others Justin Tuijl92 years 1 month ago
StoryA night at my work, a journal like entry Justin Tuijl02 years 1 month ago
StoryIn the footsteps of Lawrence of Alexandria Justin Tuijl12 years 1 month ago
Storyit was a unique development Justin Tuijl02 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Recovery Centre Justin Tuijl02 years 1 month ago
StoryA Letter to Lachlann Justin Tuijl22 years 1 month ago
Storyshatter Justin Tuijl22 years 1 month ago
Storyisland Justin Tuijl12 years 1 month ago

My stories

Before The Wolfound (novel)

Part 1 - Chapter 1 I’d bought the 28ft yacht into a quay the night before. It had been nautical twilight, just enough to see the outlines in the near...
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Cherry

Straight Outta Woolwich

This was a re-visit to my non-fiction of Caffeinated in Woolwich you and I walk out to the Thames bank the coffee shop had pumped us with caffeine...

Borrowed lines

This was a poem specifically written for a book we had to make for my BA in writing. Was written in 2017 and was very much a snapshot of my life then. I suppose the style is confessional. The book was rather pointless but the writting for the degree was ok.

Where has the wildlife gone?

When I was young there was a lot of wildlife. In the early 70’s around my house there was just endless birds. This was in the middle of a town. Even...
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My favourite authors

Orwell Back in 1984, it was all 1984, the book. Being how I am, I refused to be caught up in it and thought I was all cool reading Brave New World...
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