The Perfect Game "I'll be black!" "No you can't... I want to be black," said the small boy. "Can so... You can be green." "No!" the boy screamed. "That's the same colour as snot!" "Well, I am black... I am the plague," the girl says holding out her hands and running at the small boy.… Continue reading The Perfect Game
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Support
Being a dyslexic the support I have around me is very important. I am reliant on people to correct my many mistakes and I am lost without them. Firstly there are the workers supplied by the university, they are great and understanding. They are also more than simple support workers. When you are down they… Continue reading Support
Research and Google
As I write I find there are gaps in my knowledge. My Nanowrimo book is about a serial killer, a female serial killer. And although a lot of the stuff she does is normal and everyday, there are things I don't know about. Take the one that has been bothering me - her mo. Every… Continue reading Research and Google
Intensity
Intensity I have problems with showing my emotions in the first place but you know that moment in 'Love Actually' where Keira Knightly realises that the best friend of her new husband is actually in love with her? Well I have had one of those. I don't love easily, in fact I have only been… Continue reading Intensity
A Cure
I suppose my first thought for a painless cure ought to be my weight, or maybe my eyes, but it isn't. It has to be my migraines. Placebo Effect I have migraines and they can cluster. Sounds simple enough and even cute - a little cluster of migraines, like a litter or puppies. Except that… Continue reading A Cure
Conflicted
This is a true story... Conflicted We were in the car when I pulled over. I was getting that feeling again, the one behind my eyes that made me feel like I was looking through a long tunnel. "Bea, what's wrong?" my sister asked. "Nothing," I said but I could hear that my voice was… Continue reading Conflicted
The End is Nigh….
Eat, Drink and be Merry If the world were to end what would be your last meal? I have the image of Mel Gibson crying into a plate of food. In the film Signs he and his daughter, son and brother have what can only be described as a last meal. The aliens are coming… Continue reading The End is Nigh….
Trick or Treat
Happy Halloween or Samhain. I have pumpkins to carve and candles to light tonight. But right now I feel like a scary story... Trick, Not Treat When the electricity failed, Pat was plunged into darkness and was not aware of anything except for the suspicion of a noise out on the porch. He froze, hands… Continue reading Trick or Treat
The Golden Hour
I know the Golden Hour is meant to be 6 am but for me it isn't. I live in the countryside, which I suppose means I ought to be up at the crack of dawn and listening to the morning chorus, but the song I love happens much later. Do you know that a barn… Continue reading The Golden Hour
Sad but True
This is from the daily prompt and you can see what others have written here. This is from my artist days. Straight out of school I went to study for an art foundation, a basic grounding in all aspects of art. I love to draw, so that is where I went at my own choice,… Continue reading Sad but True
Kate Murray - Cleaver 