Some short fiction for you, while you’re waiting for the turkey to defrost
I didn’t ask for this, you know. Charging all around town, fighting a lion, for a crown. 1,030 more words
The place where you lose the trail is not necessarily the place where it ends.
—TOM BROWN, The Tracker, 1979
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One of the wonderful things about writing this blog is that friends and family members contribute ideas and sometimes even whole books. A dear cousin sent me a copy of one of his favorite books, Tracker, in the hope that it might help in my curiosity quest. 148 more words
Stroud Out Loud! – the monthly open mic event I set up a couple of years ago at Mr Twitchett’s, the café – bar of the Subscription Rooms (having moved there from Black Book Cafe, where it was known as Story Supper – itself a ‘reincarnation’ of a previous Stroud event, Story Cabaret…) has moved to a new venue, and a new slot – the last Sunday of the month. 998 more words