Written in response to a prompt, I couldn’t decide where this fits – not really a story, definitely not a poem. I think it is probably Prose poetry. What do you think? When the orchids sing They fill my kitchen…
When the UK lock down began in March 2020, flash fiction challenges sprung up all over the place. Here is a piece I wrote during an online session with a couple of writing friends. Find a Rainbow Day My best…
I finally took the plunge and gathered together a number of my poems into an anthology called Seats in the Rain. This collection focuses on identity, community and how we interact with the world around us. I hope some will…
Would you like to know how Mary Ellen came to own all the snowdrops in the world? It was a gloriously sunny day in February. We were walking along the path that led into town. The one that went through…
As we enter into 2020 and welcome a new decade, I found myself pondering, somewhat randomly, an often-used poetic artform: proverbs. Many proverbs are so familiar in the English language we probably use them without any thought as to what…
I’m thrilled to announce that I’m included amongst the writers who contributed to this anthology of poetry and prose fiction about the big and small gifts of life. Here is the description from Amazon: Inside you will find poems, pictures…
Show don’t tell. This is a mantra embedded deep into my brain as a writer. It is the first of the writing ten commandents – break it at your peril! I have never thought to apply it to public speaking….
This short story was written in response to a writing prompt ‘The Signature’. The setting sprang from a recent holiday on the Fife coast. I’ve no idea how Terrance sprang from my imagination, but I hope you enjoy this little…
This short story was written in response to the single word prompt of ‘Rome’ and the challenge to tell a tale in 1200 words. Hunting around for ideas I was surprised to discover Rome had its very own pyramid built…
When challenged to write a poem on the colour red I recalled a letter box I’d seen embedded in the wall of an old post house in Scotland. I’ve taken liberties with the location to create a rhyme. Hopefully I…