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2015 writing plan laid out, ambitious yes ...doable ... we shall see
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“I asked him, ‘Do flowers yawn when they bloom?’ Right out of the blue! The freaking guy sat there dazed.”
Mark shook his head in disgust. “What’s the point?”
“You need to be careful, Dave. And you know…Continue
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Excerpt from Temporal Tome
Part II of the Botolf Chronicles by Steve Downes
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Landscape of frenetic days,
linked to the demands of now,
and inside it she and me,
one a prowling wolf,
the other an astronomer probing space.
We cling to the present
with our sharp telescope
and our precision claws
until a branch snaps nearby
and she lunges from her lair,
spine flexed, teeth…Continue
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The last light had gone out. Those who had survived the latest assault huddled together in the old church. The sanctified stone that had proved no defence at least gave them some shelter on this, the longest of nights. When the pale winter sun had finally slipped beyond the horizon, they had all made their way there in answer to some invisible summons, drawn by a promise of safety that did not exist. They were on their own.…Continue
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part II of the Botolf Chronicles Temporal Tome is available…Continue
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The time had come for me to wear something new for my dreamboat, so he gave me a card that makes numbers and told me to go into town. He called me useless and stupid, but I did find my way to the fashion store. I got there all on my own.
The only trouble was, I was already in the fashion store, and I watched myself liking the very same dresses that I liked. I didn't know what to do. The other me saw me and waved. I still didn't know what to do, and then…
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An art lover’s wet dream, a gallery that is as artistic as the art it holds. A giant open aired labyrinth of twisted green hedges with wide dead ends filled with pictures, sculptures and paintings. Each meant to tell you something about the human condition. All it tells me is how good humanity is at bullshitting itself.
The only difference between this and a normal gallery is that I can have smoke whenever I want one. Just tell the better half…Continue
02.45a.m Twenty four year old single Sarah Freeling was woken by a noise from somewhere within her apartment. She sat up and looked into the darkness of her bedroom. Her eyes fixed on a line of light illuminating from under her door. It was the light from the hallway. A light she would have switched off before going to bed. Adrenalized by fear,…Continue
“You don’t want to go in there, mate.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“She’s a monster.”
The postman carried a parcel that needed signing for. He walked quickly up the garden path, dropped the package and returned to my side.
“You didn’t knock,” I…Continue
“Hey, Mikey. What do you want to be when you grow up?”
“I want to be a ghost, Mummy,” he had said.
“Why?” she had laughed.
“’Cos then I can be invisible and make people jump. Boo!”
He had told his playfellows at school the same thing and they too…Continue
Think on it...
By ‘they’ I mean the elite, the rich and the powerful, the intelligentsia; the ten percent of the population who own ninety percent of the world’s wealth, resources and power. Of course they…Continue
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Mark awoke, blinking back a light in his left eye, then his right.
"Good," a man said, cheerily, "Everything's working." Mark didn't know the man's face but felt familiarity in the coat.
"You're a doctor?" he attempted to ask, but produced no sound. "Am I okay?" he tested. Silence. The man nodded.
"I'm a doctor," he said, "Doctor Sergei Mengele—no actual relation. And you're fine. Mostly. Certainly doing better than I'd expected." Mark tried to feel reassured, but…Continue
It was after midnight when Michael made his way upstairs to prepare for bed. His wife had turned in earlier due to her migraines, so she was already asleep—or so he'd thought. But when he emerged from the bathroom later she was gone.
"Silvie?" he called into the hallway. A dingy light shined up from the stairwell like a yellow beacon. Sounds of smacking, dish clanging and an eerily manly nom, nom, nom echoed up like sound effects out of a cartoon. Michael scowled.