The Thing-Finder

This piece is about a young woman who tells a story from her childhood. I am not sure about the grammar or the use of some of the words, and I have not bothered to revise it, but since I like it, […]

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Ghost town misadventures

It was back in ’75 or ’76. The whole neighbourhood seemed like one of those ghost towns from the western films on TV and our normally creative minds had run as dry as the air around us. Breathing that day was exhausting […]

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That helium feeling

I started to write on a new short story tonight. I was just about to go to bed after having seen a lovely film, when I realised that the film was telling me about my own life (or certain parts of it) […]

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Adagio

I live in the City of Winds. This morning it’s the City of Cold Winds. No snow yet, though. After all the work last night (went on to midnight) and after having had my morning bath to the gentle tunes of Albinoni, […]

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Pressurized

Trying to make me do or say things I do not want to do or say is not OK. Not even by a long-shot. To quote Lewis Black, “…that puts a lot of pressure on me… and I don’t respond well to […]

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