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September 3, 2016

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Death’s Door - A Novella of Love, Life and Death.“She was...



Death’s Door - A Novella of Love, Life and Death.

“She was like the dawn, insubstantial and somehow transient, as though she would fade from reality at any moment.”

Every day the villagers watch as Death, a spectral suit of black armour mounted upon a horse, rides through the valley beneath their mountain top home. After a lifetime living on the edge of Death’s domain, his close proximity is neither terrible or threatening, rather he has become a simple fact of life and a familiar neighbour. No...

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Published on September 03, 2016 16:38

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September 2, 2016

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Published on September 02, 2016 21:33

"If I didn’t think, I’d be happier."

“If I didn’t think, I’d be happier.”

- Sylvia Plath
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Published on September 02, 2016 19:26

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Published on September 02, 2016 18:19

Highway Heart - My New Poetry Collection.Highway Heart is a...

















Highway Heart - My New Poetry Collection.

Highway Heart is a collection of poetry, with over one hundred original poems on love, relationships, life and the universe. The theme is journeys - the travel we undertake in life, the type of internal travel which traces roads inside our hearts.

Half an exploration of the difficulties in finding the correct road in life, and half a bitter sweet celebration of the myriad of strange, exciting, heartbreaking and unexpected paths we discover for...

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Published on September 02, 2016 17:45

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Published on September 02, 2016 17:12

Death’s Door - A Novella of Love, Life and Death.“She was...



Death’s Door - A Novella of Love, Life and Death.

“She was like the dawn, insubstantial and somehow transient, as though she would fade from reality at any moment.”

Every day the villagers watch as Death, a spectral suit of black armour mounted upon a horse, rides through the valley beneath their mountain top home. After a lifetime living on the edge of Death’s domain, his close proximity is neither terrible or threatening, rather he has become a simple fact of life and a familiar neighbour. No...

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Published on September 02, 2016 16:38