Tag: creative writing
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LIFELONG FRIENDS
Bill took Agnes’ arm and steered her to the pavement. ‘One too many prosecco?’ ‘Come on, follow the white lines home,’ Archie called back to them. ‘Remember that time you followed the wrong white line…’ ‘…all the way off the end of the boardwalk.’ Bill and Archie finished off Agnes’ story. Archie took Agnes’ arm.…
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DEATH DUMBS DOWN
‘I tried Tiddlywinks, Ludo, even Snap. In the end I settled on this.’ Death gestured to the game scrawled out on the paper in front of them. Reginald felt a pang of sympathy for the depressed figure shrouded in his black robe. ‘Really? Tic-Tac-Toe was the only one we could cope with?’ ‘It’s called Noughts…
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AS EASY AS RIDING A BIKE
Another one shot passed me, hunched over his handle bars, dressed in garish tight lycra. I could feel the disdain directed towards me s he accelerated away. Think of the positives: the fresh air; the exercise; helping the environment; saving money on petrol; avoiding the traffic congestion. It all started with the building of a…
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SUMMITS NOT RIGHT
‘Summits not right,’ he muttered in his mysterious way. I misunderstood his local dialect. ‘Something’s not right?’ ‘Yes,’ he pointed up to the top of the hill, where I could just make out the wall of a lookout tower. ‘There’s something wrong at the summit.’ ‘What’s wrong?’ I could see no sign of anything untoward.…
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MONTREAL – WHO KNEW?
Who would have thought it? Montreal was the answer to human salvation. Due to its specific geographic location, prevailing winds and ocean currents and distance from any of the active fault lines, Montreal was the one place where the air was still breathable, the climate was habitable and the landscape stable. Peering through the curtains…
Iain Kelly 