The Man Who Had Seen Too Much

The Man Who Had Seen Too Much

Our eyes met briefly as he lifted the small cardboard box filled with a couple of TV dinners and some cat food, but it was enough for me to see far more than perhaps a lot of people do. He’d noticed my solitary purchase sitting on the conveyor belt minutes earlier....

When the muse calls

I’ve been writing poetry. ‘What?! You, poetry?’ you could be forgiven for exclaiming in shock. It is unexpected and I’m right there with you in the shock department. The last time I wrote poetry was in high school and I still have some of it in one of my old teenage...

The Accountability Pact

My editor rang yesterday and I cringed when I saw her number appear on my iPhone. It wasn’t because Kristy is a horrible person – she is in fact, completely awesome. But I knew she’d ask about my editing and I would have to tell the truth…that I had barely started. If...

Where’s it bloggin’ gone?

So far I’ve come up with nothing for today’s blog. Well, not quite nothing. I’ve started three posts and each time the first paragraphs have been so tediously dull that I’ve deleted them while screwing up my face with distaste. Mmm. What to do? I asked...