The Bedsitter (Fiction)

Miss Sevenpenny yawned, loudly, despite there being no-one really around to hear her. The first yellow strikes of daybreak had become¬† visible about an hour ago, but were rapidly becoming lost in the grey mist and cloud which were descending on the town. Street lights now being to dip down from night operation and the … Continue reading The Bedsitter (Fiction)

A Line Runs Through It

Walking down the street, you encounter a folded piece of paper on the sidewalk. You pick it up and read it and immediately, your life has changed. Describe this experience. I couldn't believe it, there in this small folded note were words which would change the plan for the forthcoming days. I ¬†made my way … Continue reading A Line Runs Through It