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writingsof a writing man
Stories
I'm not writing too many stories these days. Collecting material, yes, sketching stuff out, yes, but working through to a finished story, no. Can't honestly say why...
Anyway, these are all of the stories I've written for the web and brought to a 'finished' state. Though based firmly on fact, I have, here and there, taken liberties with names, dates, places, sequences and anything else that may intefere with the continued pursuit of my quiet little life. Other people call it fiction.
Somerset
June 2001
A walk along the tide line
Anywhere but Skye
Dolly discovers time and space
Don't brush your cat with the yard broom
Doris
Even the New Towns aren't new any more
Five minutes - a monologue
H & C in all rooms
I can't hear the grasshoppers any more
Inhumation stick
In the dog house
Loneliness
Mole catcher
Mommy, this house has hamsters!
Moon Dancers
Myrtle, chicken not little
No bicycle for Miss Blandish
Normal hostility has been resumed
Oh my pore head or, life in New Britain
Old lady mad about painting
The arrival
The batman cometh
The mist flows down from the moors - A photo essay
The last princess
The return of Grace
The wicked witch of the west is dead
Time lapse radio
Troubles in the bramble patch
When I look in the mirror I see my father
Who turned the lights off?
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