The Hairless Meanderings of Edward Lock (13)

(13) It’s twelve o’clock on Monday afternoon and a swarm of suits from Howel’s Insurance spill out onto the street for lunch. Women slip into trainers and light cigarettes whilst the men watch and light their own. I duck and weave between the mass hoping that Christian doesn’t spot me from his penthouse office. Christian…

GOING ON HOLIDAY

I’m going to Vietnam for just over two weeks. Expect food, photography and poetry when I get back. I’ve scheduled some posts to go up over the two weeks, and if you comment, like or follow, then I promise to get back to you when I return. If you’ve just dropped by, I hope you…

Stories in Short #8 (Daily Prompt: Sated)

DAILY PROMPT: SATED The king sat atop the high chair at the end of the hall. Before him lay a spread of unimaginable gluttony: fat pigs, horses heads, cow’s testicles sauteed in French red wine, the brains of extinct monkeys, the heart of his worst enemy, which he nibbled after every meal, as an aperitif.…

THERE ARE NO RULES IN WRITING

I see so many people writing articles about what to do and what not to do when you’re writing.  These may be helpful for a new writer, but it is best to break free of these rules as soon as possible. The very purpose of writing is to break those rules. Stamp on them. Take…

Stories in Short #7 (Daily Prompt: Chaotic)

Daily Prompt: CHAOTIC The alarm doesn’t work, because the alarm is broken, it’s always been broken, every now and then someone will say, Isn’t the alarm broken? and we’ll all look at each other and say, yes, yes the alarm is broken, but never do anything about it, because you never expect the alarm to…