I am now certain "they" are out there, and getting closer. Can their intentions be good? All day, unless I play, I hear muted shuffling noises, little sardonic giggles, low whistles. They are mocking me, taking advantage of my present confusion. The terrace may be swept clean for now, for how long? I could try … Continue reading Gnomes 2
Weekly Writing Challenge #137 The Devil really has few tricks in his bag: so there is no change, just levels of pain, another turn of the screw, in full view of the world... But something is on the move: an army of Archangels? Image: Archangels in St Ailbe's Church, Emly. From left to right: Gabriel, Michael, … Continue reading No change, just pain #fivewords
Inspired by the Secret Keeper's weekly writing prompt#108 He kept seeing himself, in his youth, through dreams that did not have the shape of memories, in a role of a quiet spirit, an observer of his past life. Only near dawn, did the spirit at last morphed into himself, an old man lying in … Continue reading A quiet spirit #fivewords
Immobile, his thoughts a long, grey meandering: pain boosts his melancholy - a writer's block in reverse... For there is much new to express, and so many ways to exercise style! For sitting is now a torture, slow and methodical, preventing art for art, but still imagining horizons ready for discovery. Image: Chapel of Saint … Continue reading Pain #WritersWednesday #fifty
Crash In “On Writing”, which is also a concentrated story of his life, Stephen King describes how, while on a walk, he was run over and nearly killed by a mad driver. I too brushed with death in a car accident, some twenty years ago. And it was my fault: a brief loss of attention, … Continue reading #BlogMeMaybe: May 8 – May I tell you something about myself?