A Normal Child
Once I met a child who was normal. But not just normal. This child was the most normal child That I have ever met. Far more normal, in fact, than Any other child I have ever come across. Uncommonly normal. Impossibly normal. And If I’m honest All this excessive...
Chapter 9 – The Escape
Chapter 9 Rowan wanted to curl up under his blankets. He willed himself to remain awake as the shafts of light faded around the door jamb. Again, no one had come to check on him and his door wasn’t locked from the outside. He wrapped his bread in a cloth, tied it with...
The Sea
Long ago there was a time when I thought that all cities and towns in the world were surrounded by the sea. I believed that everyone had a beach that they belonged to. The sea is an important part of me, I close my eyes and it's there, I hear the booming of the waves...
Gnomes
The poet extraordinaire, Brian Moses, published this poetry writing prompt on Twitter yesterday. Following our brief exchange, this story literally fell out of me. I would really appreciate some feedback. It is a fifteen-minute first draft, as I was supposed to be...
I Don’t Want To
I'd planned to do some writing with my friend's daughters Reneé and Chloé today. When the morning came, neither Chloé or I were really in the mood. To make things worse, when we tried talking about this we were thwarted by a dodgy Zoom connection. I know the girls...
Six Word Stories
A quickie from me today. Thanks for the inspiration Booklover2013! Hedgehog invaded Ant's nest, chaos ensued. 🦔😱 Gliding through the water, lightning struck. 🏊🏾🌩️ Koala dropped the last eucalyptus leaf. 🐨😨 Koalas beware; Lotta’s in New Zealand! 🐨🇳🇿 I...
Writing Realities
Paper for children is like a mirror They see themselves in it They make faces in it They see things they wouldn’t otherwise see They make it reflect They hold it up to others But through their years at school The mirror is warped The mirror is cracked The mirror...
Joseph Hayden – He Ain’t Heavy…
I am writing about Joseph because he is living far away and writing about him helps me to remember him. Born on the day of the Grand National (a famous horse race) in 1987 at Torbay Hospital, Joseph was the fourth and final child of Martin and Joanna. When he was only...
Scenes From A 4th Floor Balcony
The Heron roars by my 4th floor balcony. I just glance up in time to see it. I swear I hear its body cutting through the air and its wings beating Pterodactyl-like. With a sagging neck bulge, it vanishes between the brick towers Down by the concrete slipway, where the...
#247 Challenge: National Writing Day
A Tail I wrote this 24-word story in response to the National Writing Day #247 Competition, alongside the other members of The John Roan Creative Writing Club. You can read my reflection on my first attempt and find out what inspired me here. I was determined to...
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