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Detectives
Luck
SF Fantasy
Scripts
Glass Mountain
Cancer
Other
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Other Writing
Going to the Glass
Mountain Writers group has started me writing things.
I can possibly use them at one of those meetings, but whatever happens, I'm
enjoying doing it. Most of these are works in progress.
Photograph
On the event of my
mum and dad's Golden Wedding Anniversary, I spent some time scanning old photos.
They can be found here and my thoughts on it are here.
It's a fact that used to colour in photographs before colour photography.
The photo I'm thinking of is here.
You can't go back to Rebels.
Rebels was a Rock
Club above BHS. Much of my youth was wasted in there.
They tried to open
a new Rebels, but it's not the same.
How does a poet
say I love you? 1
How does a poet
say I love you? 2
How does he?
When it's so important to find the right words and you're so aware of what's
gone before, it's not easy. There are two different answers to the
question.
Passport
Everything I write
about the past is through rose tinted glasses, the past always seems better than
the future. This was an attempt to rectify this.
The Dream
This genuinely
happened. I was up very late and the sun was starting to rise in while
dozing, I found myself travelling back in time twenty years. I was
so dissapointed.
Marriage
I visited another
writers group and they asked for something on the topic of marriage. At
some point, people started asking me why I didn't get married. There's
still a chance I will and this says why.
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