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“It all began when Jan met Ned.” No. Wrong. Wrong? Everything that ever had happened in Jan’s life led to that moment. Ditto for Ned. Fine. “It all began when Jan was born, three years to the day after Ned.” … Continue reading
O you assailant of non-Euclidean flight! Why must you always wait for night? Why won’t you attack when the sun is bright? O vampiric smidgeon of the night. First posted in 2015: reposted in aftermath of massive gnat … Continue reading
Or Miss Perceive, a Story in Three Acts (i) “Stop!” he called. “What?” she asked though she carried on walking. “Stop. Please. Right there.” “Do what?” she asked. “That’s it, love. Great.” “Excuse me?” “I just had to take a photo … Continue reading
A short story first posted November 2012, dusted, polished and presented anew. Friday, and I flew through the door, excitement bubbling, impatient to tell Bill what had happened. I dropped my jacket on the floor, dropped my butt on the … Continue reading
When I began this blog in November 2012 I began with silliness. But being a new blog, my madness wasn’t seen by many. Now I’ve taken a sample of those sillies and not so much re-posted as relaid and renovated.
As an ambitious teenager—head full of music, shame of the voice—I dreamed of one day becoming like Lennon and McCartney and other greats, an acclaimed (okay, then just a published) songwriter. Alas, it wasn’t to be. For this that follows … Continue reading
“That’s the one grinningly wonderful thing of this realm. It’s full to brimming with usable words. I mean, just listen to me, talking all day and all through the night and never running short of usable words.” So said Ypsi … Continue reading
There’s a fairy—Fairy Nuff Who sits upon my bathroom shelf, He’s a most annoying elf. He strews the room with bits of fluff. Always BLUE. You know his brethren? According to the Internet His breed, worldwide, is spreading. Oh, don’t … Continue reading
So, it was the Passover in Jerusalem and the Transcendent Boss, looking on, wore a ponderous frown. “Hey, Boss, what’s up?” asked Gabriel, swiftest of the pneuma-messengers. The Boss slowly harrumphed; he liked to sound sombre. “I’m considering an extension of … Continue reading