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His hiding place had been compromised. What the hell was he going to do now? He hadn’t anticipated this, hadn’t even thought of an escape plan if things should go wrong. He had foolishly assumed he was safe, that he had hidden himself well enough to avoid detection. But, detection was all too real a … Continue reading The Hiding Place
As the 8:10am train rolled into the crowded station, she could see the stairs that led up and off the platform on to the concourse. The stairs that she was minutes away from climbing to meet ‘him’ for the first time. She craned her neck in an attempt to see the top of the stairs, … Continue reading What She Found At The Top Of The Stairs
Hey, Well, I've been neglecting the blog lately. I've been getting into writing fiction, short stories mostly, so haven't had the time to dedicate to both. I thought I would share a few of them here, killing two birds with one stone. I appreciate anyone who takes the time to read them. I'll post each … Continue reading Short Stories
It's hard to keep perspective When the walls are caving in A million miles an hour thoughts Send my head into a spin 'This one is worse than last time' I say, as I gasp for breath 'This time it's really happening' As I head towards my death The panic rises swiftly A … Continue reading Writing Through It
If I could return to the day I met you With the knowledge I now possess I would have never let you near me There would be nothing to confess To tell you what you mean to me And how I wish that you were mine To let you know that being with you … Continue reading Walk Away From Me
I’ve always loved poetry, but I’ve never been any good at writing it. When I’m writing, I tend to write in the same way that I talk, which is sound if I’m writing a blog post about Christmas Shopping or defending my right to tell Holocaust jokes, but poetry is a completely different breed of … Continue reading Rhyme, But No Reason
As I mentioned this morning, I’ve done a little Q&A with the kid. There are 25 questions - some normal ones, some quirky ones. I’ve written down his answers exactly as he said them. He gave each one a lot of consideration. Boy, do I mean a lot. I think we can all agree they … Continue reading 25 Insights Into The Mind Of A 7 Year Old
Having a proper ‘I can’t be arsed’ kind of day today, but I promised myself I’d post something daily. So, I’m just gonna add this quick little Q&A about me this morning and possibly do one with Osian later (different questions, obviously). Are you named after anyone? My dad. His nickname is Kim, so I … Continue reading What’s With All The Fucking Questions?
‘I guess Charles Manson will never get the chance now to fulfill his lifelong ambition of starting a family. Oh, hang on......’ Reading online this morning about the death of Charles Manson, I immediately started thinking of a funny status to post on Facebook. This is the result, it isn’t that great, but it got … Continue reading In Defence Of The Offensive
‘Insanity is knowing that what you’re doing is completely idiotic, but still, somehow, you just can’t stop it’ I think we can probably all agree that there are some proper mad bastards in the world. People who, for one reason or another, do things that are so bizarre, we can’t fully comprehend their thinking processes … Continue reading Scatty Sunday Stories