Tag Archives: house

The Crooked House ~ Bladud Fleas #writephoto

Posted on May 4, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Of course, it wasn’t a fact how Shadie came into possession of the house at Warping Leer, and it was only rumoured he had loaned the previous owner a sum, knowing it couldn’t be paid, and raised the interest by … Continue reading →

Posted in photo prompt, Photography | Tagged cat, crooked, flash fiction, house, Man, mile, mouse, nursery rhyme, photo prompt, prompt, retold, short story, sixpence, stile, writephoto, writing challenge | 4 Comments

Elusive Realities: Patty Lyne Fletcher ~ The Presence

Posted on August 6, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Nocturnal Journal Part 3 The Presence Thor’s Day June 14, 2018 ~ Edited July 24, 2018 Tarot cards drawn on day of writing: 2 of swords, and the judges card. *** When I woke the clock said it was 8:43 … Continue reading →

Posted in Elusive realities, Guest post | Tagged Dogs, dreams, home, house, writing | 2 Comments

The Mystery House – KL Caley #writephoto

Posted on November 30, 2016 by Sue Vincent

High upon the hillside, past the river and behind the trees. Lies a forgotten house which no-one tends to see. The old folk sometimes remember those who went before. Yet the towns’ folk find the old stories such a bore. … Continue reading →

Posted in photo prompt, Poetry | Tagged forest, house | 3 Comments

Secrets #writephoto – Two posts from Willow

Posted on November 14, 2016 by Sue Vincent

I was not always as you see me now, decaying old ready to take a final bow. I was beautiful tall and strong , a stable bet to set your life upon. It is cold at night and the wind … Continue reading →

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Moving to a menagerie

Posted on June 8, 2016 by Sue Vincent

Let’s try this app thing on the phone… There was a point when I was sitting on the kerb homeless, surrounded by all my worldly goods while another family moved into my home behind me. Thankfully, I was only waiting … Continue reading →

Posted in Dogs, Humour, Life | Tagged house, moving | 91 Comments

Only human

Posted on October 9, 2014 by Sue Vincent

“Yo, missus!” I turned… a tattooed yob in shredded denim with more piercings in his face than you would have thought possible held out my phone. “Your bag’s open… you dropped this.” My handbag falls open with alarming regularity. I … Continue reading →