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An Inelegant Deficiency: Anxiety, Writing, & Loss

“It’s an act of faith. It’s going on when you no longer believe. It’s walking right into that wilderness.” – Natalie Goldberg, “Wild Mind” “I’ve had an elegant sufficiency, and anything else would be flippity floppity.” – my mum-in-law What … Continue reading

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“Bile”

Some flash fiction for you. Warning: do not eat while reading. I wanted that dress. I mean, brick through the pvc window; alarm goes off; blood on shattered glass, and hands, and frock; dress itself proper shredded as I drag … Continue reading

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Struggling Up That Hill: Anger, Bipolar, & Me

Warnings for: the usual really – whinging, swearing, self pity “If I only could / I’d make a deal with God …” – Kate Bush Today’s song is, of course, this one. Lately, I’ve been absent from this blog, due … Continue reading

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Going … Moaning … Gone?

Warnings for: extreme grumpiness; self pity; & slightly soppy nostalgia. Oh & if you want a song, it’s probably this. I have lost my original accent, though I’m continually told this is not the case. It’s gone: gone like my … Continue reading

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The Pensioner, the Urn, & the Number 99 Bus

Some short futuristic fiction to round off the season The Pensioner, the Urn, & the Number 99 Bus My list specifies Mr McNeely – Mr McNoFeely, she called him – but a footnote from our Deborah says that he retired … Continue reading

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