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Dark Web

Dark Web

He looked like Pennywise, but he knew that some females found him, (an egghead), attractive.  He was living in his ivory tower, safe in his world of academia. That soft image must have driven them crazy.

Early on, he was so doted upon by his supervisors, who loved his work, … Read the rest “Dark Web”

Tips for Demented Writers

Tips for Demented Writers

I often read these lovely tips for writers. Being darkly cynical I then reflect that all they wrote for that day was a list of tips for other writers, and that really they have lost an opportunity for writing something really meaningful that day.
A successful writer is merely someone … Read the rest “Tips for Demented Writers”

Andrew and Abigail

Andrew and Abigail

Abigail walked quickly towards her husband; arms outstretched, with the attitude of one who had seen God. Her husband, Andrew, kissed her lightly on the cheek.

“You remember Di, don’t you?” she said as she guided him towards me. Shit! I thought. Now I’m going to have to make small … Read the rest “Andrew and Abigail”

Dead On Time

Dead On Time

“… Aaaand winning by a nose… iiit’ss Mistress Maryyyy!” The grey mare lunged over the winning post as the jockey victoriously raised his crop in the air.

Spectators in the stands and lining the turf erupted in hoots and hollers as they hugged one another. Mistress Mary’s odds were twenty … Read the rest “Dead On Time”

Finney

Finney

 In the two decades he had been on this earth he has passed through three distinct arched doorways—the first he entered often, the second twice and the third only once, fortunately just that once. In each case he entered a primeval chasm aligned somewhere between a tumbling heaven and … Read the rest “Finney”

The Word, 2013

The Word, 2013

Elmore Winfield led a remarkable life. Elmore Winfield led a senseless life. There is no contradiction. Certainly it was a life well spent as it was well explored. I never met a man who knew more than he thought he knew. Usually it’s the reverse; the blow-hard, the low self … Read the rest “The Word, 2013”

Queen of the Funkin Drums

Queen of the Funkin Drums

When Murky Rivers ‘perched in his clogs’ it felt as though the sun went into hiding.  Old Murky fell over and died, right slap in the middle of, ‘don’t choke me mama’.  The blues guitarist was such a stalwart at the Oily Pie club that not having him around anymore … Read the rest “Queen of the Funkin Drums”