I don't do well without an objective. Today I should be going for a walk (it's good for my brain) but I can't decide where to go. The park isn't far enough and I have no desire to get wet feet from the grass. I don't do aimless walking well. I need a destination and … Continue reading Aimless walking:
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If you could ask me a question …
I think the title is self-explanatory but I guess it isn't for everyone. :)If you could ask me a question about writing or my work, what would it be? What do you really want to know? Is there anything? If there is, jump into the comments section and ask. I will answer to the best … Continue reading If you could ask me a question …
Old words. Part 10 (the end)
It's Just Me. Page 10/11 I drained my glass and finished the bottle. The buzz warmed me and made my fingers tingle. I looked over at him and said, “You can get the next bottle.” “Did you hear me?” “Do I have to answer you?” “Work with me?” “I can’t work with you.” He looked … Continue reading Old words. Part 10 (the end)
Old words part 7
It's Just Me. Raw words page 7/8 “I was always there, always.” “As. A. Ghost! A ghost on messenger. A ghost on my phone. A figure in the shadows.” “When I pulled through inexplicably the decision was made to utilize that and to work the case I’d already started.” “To Never go home to your … Continue reading Old words part 7
Old words part 6:
It's Just Me. Raw words page 6: Could be in my bathroom, bedroom or walk in closet, or maybe the laundry or upstairs in the guest bedrooms. Where wasn’t he? He wasn’t in the garages down below, or the office or the cellar. No one passed me on the stairs or followed me up. Damn … Continue reading Old words part 6:
Old words part 5:
It's Just me: raw words Page 5 “Give me your opinion of the photo from today.” “It’s Mac. I will run it through a new facial recognition program we have to be sure.” “Do it.” “That was today?” “Yes.” “And you’re alone?” “Yep.” Apart from the ghost. “Thought you had security these days.” “We do, … Continue reading Old words part 5:
Old words part 4.
It's Just Me. Page 4: Satellite. Damn! Why didn’t I think of it earlier? I leapt up from the couch and bounded from the room, running along the dark hallway and into my bedroom. In my overnight bag was a satellite phone. I scrambled through the bag in the dark. Eventually I turned the bedside … Continue reading Old words part 4.
It’s been a week
This time last Monday I was waking up from anaesthesia with a big bandage around my arm. I still have the big bandage around my arm and I'm still unable to use my right arm effectively for pretty well anything. It's still annoying.And I'm still bored.But I am binge watching The Americans and I am … Continue reading It’s been a week