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January 20, 2017

Trilobites under My Auntie’s Deckchair

Fallopian Designateddriver was yesterday announced as this year’s Beige Award for Fiction Prize winner for her novel Trilobites under My Auntie’s Deckchair. The book concerns the coming of age of a young girl during the Great Postage Stamp Crisis of 1952. It was a time when Great Britain was still emerging from the rationing of…
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Published on January 20, 2017 03:40

January 18, 2017

Guard Duty

Maybe there was a time when a woman walked alone along the ramparts of this castle in the evenings as the sun set over the far blue hills. Maybe she did stop and stand at one particular place on these walls. Maybe she stood at the place above where the road from the castle gates…
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Published on January 18, 2017 03:43

January 13, 2017

Out of Those Shadows Grew Demons and Gods

Shadows fall across this world. A silent creeping of darkness that hides all we do not see, all we turn away from. We know the shadows and dark places are dangerous. There is a fear that lurks in those shadowed corners that has haunted us from times long before we knew what it was to…
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Published on January 13, 2017 03:43

January 12, 2017

Free Kindle Novel: Juggling Balls – a Science Fiction Comedy

Available FREE for the next Five days Juggling Balls is available here (UK link) or here(universal link) Juggling Balls A Science Fiction Comedy Martin Laws hates mysteries. So why has someone sent him a bag of juggling balls? Why has he no memory of buying a new computer? Why has that new computer…
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Published on January 12, 2017 03:29

January 11, 2017

Recent British Olympic Successes

Discount Slingback is probably the UK’s leading professional all-weather freestyle toast catcher. Slingback first came to notice and national acclaim when she won the silver medal at the 2007 Olympic Games in Newton Abbott. She earnt the medal with a stunning triple summersault, half pike grab of a slice of wholemeal toast as it ejected…
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Published on January 11, 2017 03:43

January 6, 2017

Back When These Words Were Written

These words were left here long ago. That was back in the time when humans used the written word. There are not many left who still know how to read, mostly only enthusiasts and academic experts. Back when these words were written, people used things they called books, huge bulky collections of written words to…
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Published on January 06, 2017 03:43

January 4, 2017

Sailing Away from Memory

Too many of those instances of time are lost now, washed away by the tides of day after day that scour this shoreline clear of flotsam. Beth believes memories left there are taken by the greedy sea of time that hoards its treasures too deep for any diver to retrieve them. Beth walks this shore…
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Published on January 04, 2017 03:46

December 30, 2016

The Philosophy of Cake

Troglodyte Spelunker is probably these days best known as the ubiquitous historian of Cake on the BBC’s 3.142 channel. For many years, until her recent retirement, Spelunker was the Emeritus Professor of Theoretical Cake Studies at Oxford’s leading catering college. There she specialised in both the history and theory of cakes, in particular, why there…
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Published on December 30, 2016 03:33

December 28, 2016

The Beast of the Fog

Something crawls out from the realm of possibility. The fog lies deep, solid over the sea. There is nothing to see except the still water with muted waves lying below the greyness of the heavy cloud. It is as though the clouds have real weight, pressing down on the sea, ironing out the waves to…
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Published on December 28, 2016 03:39

December 23, 2016

Her Map and Her Destination

Another day, another time, movement towards something that lies beyond the horizon of knowing. Dawn had a map of the route she could take across the lands and the seas. A route sketched across lands that were mainly guesswork and supposition and seas that were just blank expanses, apart from the imaginary monsters. She did…
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Published on December 23, 2016 03:40