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July 23, 2017
Today’s Coffee Break Read
The path he chose was only crossable in the middle of the short summer season and even though it was nearly three moons since the last rush of spring flood, the steep pass was still a treacherous mixture of loose stones and turbulent streams. At its highest point there was still snow and ice underfoot and even leading the ponies, there was danger in every step on the slippery rock. But this was the land of his youth and Durban knew it well. He had gr...
July 22, 2017
Your Weekend Wind Down takes you to the land of mythical beasts
FOLLOW THAT DRAGON
In Dragonheart, there is no such word as impossible
“And keep your eyes open for a dragon on a Harley Davidson.”
Constable Willet stopped in his tracks.
“A what?”
The desk sergeant looked up from his computer.
“You heard me.”
Outside the station, the young policeman looked down at his partner. Badger cocked an ear.
“What’s your problem?”
“Dragons can’t ride motorcycles.”
The canine cop stopped in his tracks.
“You may have a point.”
Willet grinned.
“See, I’m not completely s...
July 21, 2017
Friday Friends
Welcome Tim Walker
The Waters of Time
“I don’t get it,” Del said, making no effort to conceal his boredom. “It’s just a bath with dangling coloured tubes.” He was only two weeks into an enforced work placement.
“Modern art, mate; now pay attention to the punters, not the items,” Brian growled. The grizzled ex-cop had bellied-out with a face-saving job as security guard at a prestigious London gallery following his retirement from the Met. They drifted away from The Waters of Time.
“My gran us...
A bite of… Tim Walker
Give Tim a rousing Working Title welcome as he kindly agrees to answer our three searching questions
Question 1
Your latest series ‘A Light in the Dark Ages’ is set in the Britain of Arthurian Legend. What attracted you to the period?
The idea for the first story, Abandoned, came about during a visit to the site of what was once the Roman town of Calleva Atrebatum (Silchester) in Hampshire. The site, maintained by English Heritage, is little more than a square patch of grass surrounded by the...
July 20, 2017
Today’s Coffee Break Flash
When I open my mind and look inside, the gifts left by the passing of the Arganti stare back with their dark, pupilless eyes. I watch myself being watched, as the parade of the dead I cut down in their name, as their High Priestess and Avatar, grin from ivoried skulls.
The promise of the Arganti was a grant of immortality, bestowed on those I slew. Each soul-mind human patterned into ripples of sentient fabric and fused together into a patchwork cloak of human cons...
A Bite of… Rick Partlow
Mountains because they illustrate the power of natural forces. At some point in geological history, two plates of the planet’s crust pushed together with enough force to raise mountains. It’s awe-inspiring if you think about it.
Q2. If you had to choose, would you rather be involved in a deep sea settlement project...July 19, 2017
Today’s coffee time read
The Golden Queen
True mating is for life: and beyond
The golden queen dragon stretched her talons and moved sensuously against the green scales of the male who had just pleasured her.
“In certain cultures I would eat you now,” she murmured.
He winced and blew a small gout of flame out of his left nostril. She laughed.
“Trick flaming?”
“No. A nervous tic. It’s the thought of being eaten.”
“Oh you are safe enough. It would be a waste to eat you.”
“A waste?”
“Yes. You are far too pleasurable t...
A nursery rhyme for the Third Age
There was a little gran
In a purple campervan
Divorced from a city go-getter
Never had much fun
As a trophy wife and mum
Finding life after sixty much better
© jane jago 2017
