Bottled Spirits – a flash fiction for Friday Fictioneers
Beware the spirits – the genies in the bottle. They are not what you think and they won’t delight you as you hope. Listen to the old bartender!
Interview with a catafalque
A music journalist interviews a Rose, a music creator, about the true meaning of a new music mode which he discovers isn’t what he thinks.
Falstaffian!
Falstaffian – a poem. Not ordinary, workaday, pedestrian, quotidian, But roaring, exceptional, gargantuan, Falstaffian!
The house that grew – a flash fiction story
The House that Grew. Molly buys seed for a new house, but living houses need to feed too. A flash fiction story for the Friday Fictioneers.
Note to self
Note to self: If you want to stay up till 3am, go ahead, drink that double espresso …
Old Hob – how you know you’re getting old
Old Hob: You know you’re getting old (or have become a Hobbit) when it seems like time well spent, mornings, shaving your ears.
A little reading
A little reading: A new year; a new policy. I shall try to write an occasional post about the books (and other things) I’m currently reading.
The Wordsmiths will Articulate Today
There’s a hubbub in the town
and the story’s going round
that the wordsmiths will articulate today.
Longing for the Spring – a little spring poem
Under the forest floor
Under the winter snow
The wood anemones are waiting.
Come spring, come!
Advent candles
Advent candles: Two photos with Advent-appropriate inspirational slogans. I may be going into business as a producer of inspirational cards. Or maybe not.