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Stuart Bone
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I took a break from Goodreads a while ago. I thought deleting my account would mean everything was removed bar my books. I was wrong. All my old blog posts remained, plus quotes, and answers to questions. But now I've retrieved my account and I spent last Friday afternoon going through all my old blog posts and, as a writer, I amended, edited and deleted.
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“Nobody had seen a thing but that didn't stop everyone talking. You didn't have to witness something to gossip to someone else about it.”
― Reflections
― Reflections
“Maureen is a sweet lady."
"Who's completely out of her depth as matron here. I don't know how she passed her nursing exams let alone become the head honcho. She almost killed me not long after I arrived here."
"You're exaggerating."
"I am not," Dora said, indignantly, "Moron shoved one of my suppositories down my throat at medicine time. I nearly choked to death. She was too busy concentrating on getting an aspirin up my arse to notice me turning blue.”
― Long Shadows
"Who's completely out of her depth as matron here. I don't know how she passed her nursing exams let alone become the head honcho. She almost killed me not long after I arrived here."
"You're exaggerating."
"I am not," Dora said, indignantly, "Moron shoved one of my suppositories down my throat at medicine time. I nearly choked to death. She was too busy concentrating on getting an aspirin up my arse to notice me turning blue.”
― Long Shadows
“There was a steady throng of people in the market square now and a distinct buzz in the air with the sound of excited chatter alongside the clamour of heels on cobbles and the raised voices of the stallholders advertising their wares. Upon entering we bumped straight into Josie.
"All on your own?" Angela asked her.
"I've left Sooz looking round the antiques shops," Josie said, "I went in the first one with her but that was enough for me. I'm not into knick-knacks like she is. I much prefer a good book."
"Something classical," I suggested.
"Oh yes, definitely," Josie replied, "I love the classics. I did have a look at the ones on sale in the shop."
"But nothing took your fancy?"
"Not really. I was fingering 'Howard's End' for a while."
"I bet that brought the colour back to his cheeks," I told her, "We'll see you at the coach later on."
I grabbed Angela's arm and we walked off before Josie could ask what I meant.”
― Driven to Distraction
"All on your own?" Angela asked her.
"I've left Sooz looking round the antiques shops," Josie said, "I went in the first one with her but that was enough for me. I'm not into knick-knacks like she is. I much prefer a good book."
"Something classical," I suggested.
"Oh yes, definitely," Josie replied, "I love the classics. I did have a look at the ones on sale in the shop."
"But nothing took your fancy?"
"Not really. I was fingering 'Howard's End' for a while."
"I bet that brought the colour back to his cheeks," I told her, "We'll see you at the coach later on."
I grabbed Angela's arm and we walked off before Josie could ask what I meant.”
― Driven to Distraction
