Who are you?

Remember the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland? Sitting on his mushroom, smoking a hookah, asking Alice "who are you?". That's how I feel sometimes. Who am I? There are so many versions of me, so many aspects I show and hide from different people. Who are you? You...

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Privacy is a dying construct

So many biz friends on Facebook wonder why I don't accept them as friends on my personal profile. They think I am hiding things, have a secret double life, frack knows what else they're thinking. Truthfully - I don't know them. Sure I know they exist and we have...

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A Look At Our Dark Past

Four rows of pristine schoolboys waited for their instructor to arrive. Smart in their suits and ties they bantered among each other raucously. "So did you see that girl cleaning the cafeteria? What a pig-face." "Yeah, I heard she has two moms, I mean what the fuck? I...

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do you see me?

What do you see when you look at me? Do you see the smile or the sorrow? The light of the eyes, the joy I bring to people’s lives, the always ready to help personality, the kindness, the empathy, the trust, love? Do you see the sadness, the pain of feeling unworthy,...

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Mischievous Hayley

Hayley’s a pretty but mischievous girl With a cheeky wee smile And a saucy wee curl. But she’d crayon her name On the living room wall. Or leave muddy footprints all over the hall. Her mother would shout In a voice of despair. Then Hayley would sulk And pretend not to...

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Past Hopes, Plans and Dreams

Second Lt Smith, 24, of 1/5th (TF) battalion, East Lancashire Regiment, 42nd Division, he  won the VC for conspicuous bravery. Dec 23rd 1915 he led a bombing party to make life difficult for the Turks as the Allies withdrew. After hours exchanging grenades and bombs....

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Ward of the Bone House 1

First draft & ideas to follow up on from day one of NaNoWriMo (edit : I decided against this for NaNo this year as it involved too much research which I couldn't fir in as well as the writing. Carrying on with another story I started instead)   A bitter...

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Callum’s Pet

Callum was crazy, everyone said, To keep a young dinosaur Under his bed. Callum would say “It’s no trouble at all. It eats quite a lot Yet stays very small.” But everyone knew One day he’d regret Keeping a dinosaur Just like a pet. Callum awoke with a bump one dark...

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Grey

Long, mousy brown hair, shiny and well-conditioned falling forward over her face as if to hide it from prying eyes. Or to hide her intrusive eyes from others. A mature but well kept face with plain, almost masculine, features. Pale blue eyes seemingly looking...

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bright/night

*from a prompt I was given via Twitter (I think) It was a dark and stormy night, except that it was daytime and sunny. Rolfe ran from brightside to nightside and wondered at the strangeness of living on this new world where half the planet always faced the sun while...

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When

Opening the door was a pretty normal occurrence, life on the other side wasn’t. I wanted to go to the store, after all a girl gotta have cake don’t she? One step, one blink and I realised cake was not a priority anymore. Yes the sky was still blue, the trees were...

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Museum musings

Multi-lingual voices chattered around me as I walked through the doors, children exclaiming at the exhibits, the sound of cameras clicking all distracted me from the artefacts I had come to see. I found a space to the side of the room and closed my eyes, attempting to...

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