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November 5, 2017
Glutton for Punishment
Kindle is a strange beast; the instant access to endless books for those of us with the technology. It makes me think of those restaurants with an ‘eat as much as you want’ counter. We’re invited to be gluttons, pile our plates high, return to the counter and refill our plates. We invest so little into the experience, shovel everything down, leave as much as we want on our plates. We’re not required to leave a tip for good service, and it’s easy to complain. We expect the same satisfaction as if we’d carefully chosen from a menu that might meet our expectations, where the food was just what we fancied and might hit the spot.
November 4, 2017
Stream of Consciousness Unedited
Sitting on her doorstep, the neighbour is forming traps out of rusty wire and baiting them with something that appears to be potato peelings, but could be a more tempting lure. I see the twisting, the pliars busily snapping. I imagine the blood reddening her fingers, the tetanus jab she didn’t have; her shying away from contact with anyone ‘in authority’ makes that inevitable. Her dog, a Golden Labrador, bred to respond, is quietened by a slap of her hands. My dogs are noisy and neurotic, silenced by the promise of treats. I keep coercion close at hand, in a jar.
For days at a time they’re the only living creatures I talk to; they’re easy to understand, uncomplicated, ready to forgive without bearing grudges. The neighbour isn’t so transparent. Whatever it was that turned her against me after the first couple of months, she isn’t letting on.
Free Poetry
November issue of one of my favourite online magazines. Happy to have a poem in here:
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November 3, 2017
I Know
I Know
That every new notch in my rifle will be
underrated until I arrive, dead. I will never
court fame, never manage to gather people
round me in crowds, on or off line. I know
that I love wine, and it helps in the short term.
I know I won’t self-destruct, because it would have
happened by now. I know I have friends, unenvious,
coping with my dissociation, an incredible son
who has seen me lie down in traffic, and try to
get him to do the same.
I know that as soon as I get well enough, I will
be dragged back into a system that will make me ill.
I know that everything has already happened, and that
this won’t be believed. My planet is ruled by me. You
rule your planet. I don’t find that hard to conceive.
I know that the derelict is as important as the famous,
that celebrity is nothing, and that generous friends,
family and animals are worth more than anything.
First published on The Stare’s Nest, 2015
November 1, 2017
Arggggghhh
Technology hates me. Logic defeats me. Hence spending 4 am until 6.30am trying and failing to add some Goodreads widget to my web page. All I have is a link to one of my books review pages (which is messy and I don’t know if it’s even visible to non- Goodreaders), a wet kitchen floor from a spilled cup of tea ( I don’t even like tea …but coffee would keep me awake I told myself two hours ago) and the certain knowledge this blog post, like the failed widget, is a waste of time……
November Sun and Dogs
Thia can’t be November can it? Maybe this is a parallel universe…..
October 30, 2017
October Sun and Shadow
Today was strong sun and shadow. After a few days slaving over a hot keyboard, time to take in the real thing……
October 27, 2017
Calm Sea and Sky
A beautiful walk on the beach with the pooches this afternoon…taking advantage of a hot day in October.
Interview: Books and a Little Bit of Life
As if you didn’t already know enough about me, here is a Little Bit More
New Book Out
This little fella, Ghosts Treading Water, book three in the Spanish Spectres series, is now out on Kindle, and should be out in paperback any day now. Maybe even today….
Full list of books available at https://www.amazon.co.uk/-/e/B076SZMKX7
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