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Secrets from Morpeth Road #writephoto

No one knew what went on or why it did at 83 Dell Street. It was years before the secrets came out. In a darkened room, curtains drawn, anything was possible. Monsters could roam free; terror was a way of … Continue reading

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Stalkers… know the signs

We all have different criteria and reasons for using any of the various social networks. For most of us, it is simply that… a place to meet friends, both old and new. I’ve just been through my inbox for one … Continue reading

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Automatic

The pen moves slowly across the page, as if resisting the words that spill forth in ink. There is a hesitancy, a reluctance, as if the writer herself does not want to see the story that is unfolding. An expression … Continue reading

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Locked in

I had not been to the cinema in decades really, until Peter Jackson came along with Lord of the Rings. The TV remote was, for a long time, in hands other than mine. Consequently I have missed a lot. My … Continue reading

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The other side of the street

A reciprocal guest post from writer and friend Alienora Taylor. As always, she pulls no punches.   As a society, we become ever more desensitised, cynical and, at heart, disempowered. This concerns me hugely. Let me give you a very … Continue reading

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Don’t Panic

There are books one refers back to again and again through life, stories that get under the skin in some way or another, touch a nerve, move the heart or feed the soul. It is perhaps no coincidence that many … Continue reading

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Freedom and fear

This week in the UK is National Storytelling Week. Stories are very close to my heart, be they the shared experience of truth or the flights of fantasy and imagination. I learn more from stories shared heart to heart than … Continue reading

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