My short story When Soaps Don’t Lather features in this wonderful anthology due for release July 5th. So excited to read all the stories!
I begrudgingly turned forty this Spring. It’s was something of an emotional rollercoaster to me. On one hand I was and still am seething that I have entered “middle age”, I don’t want to adult, I just want to be fresh faced, drink alcohol two nights in a row and be care-free. On the otherContinue reading “Forty Thoughts on Turning Forty – Realisations and Reflections”
Lingering, in the shadow you lurk, Although there have been a thousand sun rises, Since I escaped, away from your claws. Will I ever feel truly emancipated? Care free, no looking over my shoulder, No heart racing, dry mouth anxiety. Albatross. What is it like to be without you? To drown you in a seaContinue reading “Albatross”
A crack, a split, a tear in the seam A scab you can’t leave alone. Locked in, caged, tied down, A bird, trapped, that had once flown. Wishing I could switch it off, Disable the plug of power. Instead the climb to peace of mind, Feels like an infinite tower. I grab and scratch atContinue reading “Hope for tomorrow”
Take my hand Walk across the sand Don’t turn and look behind As I whistle in your ear The song I can hear As the waves crash on the shore Feel the wind on your skin And the warmth from within A squeeze of your hand in mine For all the nights in the darkContinue reading “Together is my Favourite Place”
I have recently had my short story Last Orders published on dearbooze.com. Check it out on the link below, I hope you like it. Cheers! https://dearbooze.com/cocktales?fbclid=IwAR0TZ6TFAEqqC8ydR90MZqHlxacD8tcOWESmYCSyd0KCAK8yd1_utdnYUkk
Two of my poems were recently published in an anthology called The Mountains You Cannot See. This collection of poems are around the topic of mental ill health and well being. All profits from sales go towards supporting three fantastic and crucial services delivering 24/7 support, 365 days a year to people in need. TheseContinue reading “The Mountains You Cannot See”
An excerpt of my latest short piece… Ruby placed her pen down and looked at her notepad with a satisfied smile. She sighed, contently, her list, or non-negotiables was complete. It wasn’t all about visuals. Aesthetically pleasing was most definitely a welcome bonus, but it wasn’t the be all and end all. She wasn’t thatContinue reading “Perfect Match”
I have recently wrote a short play about homelessness. Here’s the introduction There’s something about the seaside. Something about the innocence of childhood, the memories, that draws us to the seaside. Memories of family time, fish and chips, candy floss, loads of ice cream. Memories of fairground rides and hook a duck, bingo and cupsContinue reading “Seaside Sour”
There it was, pumping through my veins. Inside my body, engulfing me like quicksand. It had crept up on me, yet I knew it was coming. Like a bolt of lightning in a thunderstorm, expectant but frightening none the less. I had ignored the warning signs, again. It was in my throat, my lungs, myContinue reading “Creeping”
Can good food and company solve all our problems? Derek’s life has changed suddenly. Shedding the weight of his wife, he is looking for a new purpose where he can truly be himself. After years of feeling oppressed and expressionless, he embarks on a new adventure, with a focus on food, new networks and lettingContinue reading “The Dinner Club Blurb”
The pandemic has changed life in monumental ways. Our lives have become different to anything we have ever known, and we have had to adapt in a multitude of methods. Life cannot come to an abrupt halt, but individuals and services across the world have had to react, flex and respond to an influx ofContinue reading “A Time Like No Other”
‘Let’s go to Marrakesh’ my beloved said. ‘It will be fun’ he announced. It was about as fun as diarrhoea, which luckily, was one thing I didn’t have to endure on this traumatic trip! They say ‘You get what you pay for’. At £147 each for four nights including flights, there was never a truerContinue reading “Born in Newcastle, Broken in Marrakesh”
Chapter 10: Eddie Grief Once, Eddie had asked a friend Paul about grief. Paul had lost his mother, seven years earlier. Paul had said that sometimes it felt like his mother was away on holiday, and then sometimes it felt like he had not seen her for thirty years, a lifetime. Eddie felt exactly likeContinue reading “The Dinner Club”
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