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Short Story: Hush Now

Warning: the theme and subject matter of this story may not be suitable for younger readers. Thank you. She was sitting behind a pile of books on early Romantic poetry, like a child in a fort. Other students milled about all quiet words and restrained giggles. It was programmed into all students – you obey… Continue reading Short Story: Hush Now

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Short Story: Away With the Fairies

WARNING: This short story may not be suitable for younger readers, as it contains adult themes and adult language. You have been warned. Away With the Fairies ~ A Short Story She sat in one of his t-shirts, oversized and comfortable, her bare legs stretched out in front of her on her single bed. Books… Continue reading Short Story: Away With the Fairies

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Don’t Be Someone Else’s Depressing Anecdote

I remember once, a long time ago, when I used to work in shops as a kid. I was told that it was okay for a customer to be rude to me, because they had probably had a bad time in another part of the shop I worked in, so by the time they got… Continue reading Don’t Be Someone Else’s Depressing Anecdote

Poetry

Poem: Addiction

Addiction Dangerously drinking up your darkness Daring to lose myself in an abyss I want to hurt to prove I'm alive And through hate know you better   Course through my veins Scream through my system Consume my soul Make me less human Rage me open Until my heart gives in Written 8th December 2004,… Continue reading Poem: Addiction

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Celebrate All Happiness – Don’t Deny a Moment of it

Every so often I’ll see a message out there in the electronic world that criticizes people for shoving their “happiness” or their “aren’t I doing so well” in others faces. My personal view on it is simple: good on them – crack on as is. For every Facebook status you see were someone is saying… Continue reading Celebrate All Happiness – Don’t Deny a Moment of it

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Toe-Curlingly Embarrassing Stuff

Now, to be honest, I’m not someone who gets either embarrassed easily (having three kids and a host of Doctors and nurses prodding you in unthinkable places before, during and after birthing will do that to a person). Nor am I squeamish. I like to think I’ve lived a little. I’ve almost died twice too.… Continue reading Toe-Curlingly Embarrassing Stuff