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Mostly Harmless Drivel: How We Remember It
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What's with the hoboes? Monday, August 10, 2015. How We Remember It. What's up, loser? Brockton Swackhammer stepped out from between two rows of Maryland corn, now nearing seven feet high, and stopped, basking in imagined applause. Nothing. Just contemplating the famous last words of Socrates. 'I drank what? Hey - did you bring beer? Holy shit, dude! That sucks. I could've used one - or twelve.". Swack stared at Ted for a moment, searching his memory. "Huh? Oh, wait. Yeah. How could I forget? The general...
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Always Another Chapter: Exchange of Post
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Friday, 10 July 2015. Image from WikiCommons, taken by TOTOBIG and used under the Creative Commons Agreement. Steve took a suspiciously large bag from Lord Marius. "What's changed? Lord Marius looked at him thoughtfully. He was looking casual in a slim fitting t-shirt and immaculate jeans. "Nothing has changed yet." He said coolly. Lord Marius shrugged casually but Steve was not fooled. Lord Marius looked at his slim watch. "The Leeds train is due to arrive. I must not miss it.". Are you employing me?
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Always Another Chapter: I Kept My Word
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Tuesday, 1 July 2014. I Kept My Word. Here is my response to this Monday's Light and Shade Challenge. I had the advantage of finding the quotation, but I didn't expect it to come out this way. The quotation is:. Tell them I came, and no one answered,. That I kept my word," he said. Walter de la Mare, The Listeners. Tell them I kept my word,' he said. As the storm clouds gathered overhead. With the setting sun tainting them red. Tell them I came, as was my right. And the echoes mocked in the fading light.
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Always Another Chapter: February 2014
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Wednesday, 26 February 2014. I just had a call to say that the delivery driver had just handed a parcel to my mother. She passed away in 2003. I was a bit stumped. It was actually a delivery to a friend whose mother was able to take in the package. And I posted on a forum without thinking about the local funeral parlour having MacMillan Cancer Care coffee mornings and chatting to them if they were on a cigarette break. I didn't realise how deeply ironic this was until it was pointed out. When I was at Ac...
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Always Another Chapter: July 2014
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Sunday, 6 July 2014. S latest Challenge inspired me with this. Image courtesy of freeimages.co.uk. So how long is it? It's 183cm, hold the tape still, mummy.'. And how high is it? It's 74cm. Mummy, please hold the tape still. Miss said you need to hold tapes still for an accurate measurement.'. You're not holding it straight, mummy, and that affects the measurement. Miss said you have to hold tapes straight to get an accurate measurement.'. Tuesday, 1 July 2014. I Kept My Word. The wind was rising in the...
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Always Another Chapter: March 2014
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Saturday, 22 March 2014. Another brilliant prompt from Write on Edge. I've used the picture again, though the words were very tempting. Why couldn't they meet somewhere civilised, instead of in the middle of nowhere. Even his imp had gone to sleep. Armani snorted and gurgled inside Steve's pocket. He woke with a splutter. Trouble's coming, boss." There was an edge of panic in his voice as he struggled out. Steve felt in his pocket. "You don't look like the messenger of an elfen lord.". The kick didn't do...
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Always Another Chapter: June 2014
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Sunday, 22 June 2014. Light and Shade Challenge. Sian looked ruefully at the love of her life. Wine was spilt on the precious cream carpet. One of the curtains had pulled loose from a hook. The fruit bowl had been scattered over the couch and make up had been ground into the wall paper. Anyone could see it had been a heck of a party. What are we going to tell the kids? I am struggling with writing at the moment so I have taken this Friday's challenge from Light and Shade. And my take on it is:. I turn an...
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Always Another Chapter: July 2015
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Wednesday, 15 July 2015. Knock at the Door. Rose jerked awake from where she had been dozing. The knock on the door had sounded like thunder in her dreams. She rushed to the window and peered through the dusty nets. Ellen joined her at the window. They both looked out at the slim young man. "Is this it? Ellen asked. "Have they found Mary? Ruby stood at the entrance to the room, too nervous to join them at the window. "Does it look like good news or bad news? What if it's bad news? Good news or bad news?
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Always Another Chapter: Frost on the Moon
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Wednesday, 1 July 2015. Frost on the Moon. Frost on the Moon. Image from WikiCommons, taken by José Eugenio Gómez Rodríguez. And used under the Creative Commons Agreement. There's a frost on the Moon. The cold, shivery light is tumbling down and the frost comes with it. It gleams as it slides over the twiggy trees. There's a frost on the Moon. I rest my hot, hot face against the cold, cold bedroom window glass. The heat of the argument ebbs out into the cool, clear night. There's a frost on the Moon.
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Always Another Chapter: January 2014
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Tuesday, 28 January 2014. This is a response to the Trifecta Challenge of 27 January 2014. The challenge is to write 33 words on the subject of this picture. Thomas Leuthard / Foter.com / CC BY. The easy, expansive space of the coffee shop after the dark confines of the parlour. The bright, wide, window after the heavy, tasselled drapes. The delicious chance for the mind to freely breathe. This is definitely the hardest challenge I have tried so far. Monday, 27 January 2014. It's faerieland." Steve s...
