Category Archives: Stories

Life outside the frame

Many would consider the small towns I lived near and grew up in boring. It was the 1980s and they lacked the services and excitement of the cities. But they didn’t lack for character, nor characters. There was a woman … Continue reading

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Over the edge of the world

Farewell and vale Ursula Le Guin. Thank you for going down a left-handed path, and showing the likes of me a way. Even if I am late, and lost, and have not yet tapped all the stories stored in the … Continue reading

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Writing the dark side

In a writing group a member explained she had been criticised by a teacher for creative writing which featured a bleak theme. She was told no one reads dark stories. This is clearly wrong. I think her teacher meant “I … Continue reading

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In deep

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man. – Heraclitus I am getting to understand that in the swimming pool, the volume of the water bears you up as much as it … Continue reading

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Nightswimming (classes)

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night. I made a decision when I was sick some months ago. Simple as sending an email when I couldn’t sleep to change, put things in reverse. And learn. Now in my second term, the water seems … Continue reading

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Amusing Me: to be or Knottbee.

Well reader I did it. A couple of posts ago I mused about setting up a blog (or some such) to publish some short story-like things I have stored in my computer from years ago. I can now announce it … Continue reading

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Speaking ill of creativity

In my fevered imaginings last week as I lay sick, and in pain, I believed and almost still believe, I have an older sister called Nadine who died as a child. Am tempted to interrogate family members on this as … Continue reading

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