M.K. Lee's Blog: Telling Tales, page 37
January 14, 2021
Penalties For Late Returns
For the crashing sound coming from somewhere in the house, Warwick winces, wondering how he will ever get used to there not being noise. He pauses from packing up what seems to be a never-ending stack of books, still trying to separate Jack’s from his own.
The comic books and graphic novels are a sure thing, as is the stack of poetry anthologies that he bought in a garage sale three years ago and won’t let anybody else touch. But the healthy eating, the fitness books, and the ones on astrolog...
From Coffee Shop Corners – Sneak Peek!
People watching might be George’s favourite way to spend his time. Why wouldn’t he lose himself in dreaming up the loves and lives of other people to escape the mess that is his own? From this new favourite cafe corner, in the new town he’s made his home, George makes up backstories for each of the baristas. And as they serve coffee, George imagines happily ever afters for their waiting customers. But when a surprise email forces him to relive the heartache he’s running from, George can think of...
Greetings From Mallowham!
Hello! Here is a little update from the lovelier-than-life village of Mallowham where Raife and Dexter Live. They are now married and as ridiculously in love as ever. Life is pretty good! Raife and Dexter Are Getting Married and Merry Christmas, Mr Boone both were told from Raife’s point of view. Now, it’s time for Dexter to take a turn.
Hi, Dexter!Dexter maybe came across as the quieter of the two of them in the first book, though to be fair to them both, they aren’t particularly lively ...
January 13, 2021
Matching Set
We’re a matching set, you and I.
Built to mould into one another, from the same malleable yet dependable material,
Formed by society into what’s assumed a natural state.
Built on a foundation of other people’s stories,
Their fears of things done too soon, too much, or too late.
Sometimes, when we’re alone, I will myself into existence,
Strain against normality, long to become animated, with your strength beside me.
You don’t move move, though. Not one minute stirring. You remain rigid,
Poised, s...
From Coffee Shop Corners – Pinterest
https://www.pinterest.co.uk/mkleewriter/from-coffee-shop-corners/People watching might be George’s favourite way to spend his time. Why wouldn’t he lose himself in dreaming up the loves and lives of other people to escape the mess that is his own? From this new favourite cafe corner, in the new town he’s made his home, George makes up backstories for each of the baristas. And as they serve coffee, George imagines happily ever afters for their waiting customers. But when a surprise email ...
Instructions For Operating
When doomsurfing
Be sure to wear the appropriate attire.
Never keep your fingers more than
Three inches
From a bowl of chips.
Have alcohol
For anesthetic purposes
At regular intermissions
Which could be every other Tweet,
The hell that is known as Tuesday,
Or for making your very own
Bullshit bingo game with.
Personally,
I like to have a bottle of bourbon to hand.
The good kind.
Don’t we all deserve a little treat
In these troublesome times?
Take breaks
Remember even the most accomplished swimmers
Need to hold on ...
January 12, 2021
Finding The Words
“You don’t get it, James,” Darren’s voice is low, and tired, and he stands as though he has never lived without permanent ache.
James watches him wordlessly, arms folded roughly across his chest, letting Darren speak.
“You just don’t. You don’t understand that I don’t get good things. I don’t get the happy ending, I can’t just have what I want. I just can’t,” Darren sighs then, looking over at James with pleading in his eyes. James can’t tell if he’s pleading for understanding or to be...
From Coffee Shop Corners – Email from Stefan
People watching might be George’s favourite way to spend his time. Why wouldn’t he lose himself in dreaming up the loves and lives of other people to escape the mess that is his own? From this new favourite cafe corner, in the new town he’s made his home, George makes up backstories for each of the baristas. And as they serve coffee, George imagines happily ever afters for their waiting customers. But when a surprise email forces him to relive the heartache he’s running from, George can thin...
January 11, 2021
Cemetery
I dream that I am in an unkempt cemetery.
I hover, like some badly-drawn angel just above my plain gravestone
With the dead posies crinkling brown into themselves, shrivelling in the sunlight.
I’ve never liked posies.
Never liked picked flowers at all;
Take me to a garden of wildflowers or more specifically, daisies,
And that is all the flower I could ask for.
I recall my funeral.
An empty, echoing church filled with silence.
There’s the people who feel duty to be there;
They wouldn’t even mak...
