Broken Heart too.

Palpitations thrusting love in the limelight; Made it hard, to sleep last night? One demands sex; the go-to man she calls me. One demands a kiss-a temptation easily avoided selfish woman. One is carrying too much guilt – her crazy bundle of joy. “I want to go to Dubai!” she cried. She cries a lotContinue reading “Broken Heart too.”

Dealing with Critics

I got it again recently. Criticism. “Your books just aren’t funny” “Your writing is crap” “My five year old can do better than that” I am sure every writer has had this kind of criticism.  And it usually hurts most when it comes from friends and family. Though it is actually very easy to hitContinue reading “Dealing with Critics”

Android in Spain

  You called me, I came Studio in Tenerife, inbuilt roaches Sandy sandy sand Towels and bowels and trowels.   I didn’t enjoy it The long walk All uphill against a tide of disinterest.   “Hey how are you doing?” “Not that I care”   Karaoke embarrassment “There must be one song you know” IContinue reading “Android in Spain”

University Twerps

There were just things that drove me mad. It was the posh boys that did it. You see, they had failed at school and all of their rich mates had gone on to study in the 18th Century at Oxford and Cambridge. Coprolite Studies in city’s trapped inside their own indifference; twas ever thus. PlayingContinue reading “University Twerps”

The Pool on the Hill – Seize the Son going down.

They drifted sloppily down the River Thyme, passing plenty of trees in a scented breeze, but no fields of waving corn. There weren’t many girls with peroxide curls, trying their best to become fishmongers from the bounties of the river. Oh bounteous river, river full of fish! They sat with ankles and toes dipping inContinue reading “The Pool on the Hill – Seize the Son going down.”

29. Waiting; waiting for you.

Timelines run at funny angles. So do ley lines, allegedly. As for Chi lines they travel up and down your body like nobodies business. Railway lines are all curved and paid for out of government funding. Tramlines run through Manchester but not Liverpool. The Tram in Istanbul can take you from the Grand Bazaar toContinue reading “29. Waiting; waiting for you.”

26. For whom the Trolls Bell.

I suppose it was an artful escape. Hanny at her peak; though Peter would have preferred a peak at Hanny. He was so far out on the relationship now. He knew he owed her his life but could not be sure what she might want in return. If she demanded undying love he had itContinue reading “26. For whom the Trolls Bell.”