Archive
2014
27th September
The Deadly Kiss
It is a universal truth among the scientifically minded that the Universe is no more than a ripple of events, …
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27th July
Black Olives Part III
you will eat very old [produce]: [but what blessing is it to eat old food? the torah, means, however, that] …
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20th July
Black Olives Part II
the shelves were bare, but a bible lay open on the windowsill:
וַאֲכַלְתֶּם יָשָׁן נוֹשָׁן וְיָשָׁן מִפְּנֵי חָדָשׁ תּוֹצִיאוּ
“you will …
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13th July
Black Olives Part I
“just as flowers turn their heads towards the sun, so too does the past (that which has been) turn, by …
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6th July
A Wedding Present
In my earlier years, I tried hard to pin down the elusive quality that separates the intriguing from the desperate …
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29th June
On the River’s Edge
They were white in the sun and the country was brown and dry.
– Ernest Hemingway, Hills Like White Elephants
The bank …
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30th March
First Steps
After a year at Chester Zoo, my mother finally showed an interest in seeing my work. We arranged to meet …
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14th March
Fire In The Temple
Awake at 6 am. I always tune my alarm to some god-awful station whose name I don’t know, despite them …
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20th February
Baby Shoes
My husband Gerald used to utter prophecies over my belly. “He’s going to be a soccer star, and win Singapore …
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17th December
Same Old, Same Old Part III
Kwame took his meal and headed back across the loch to the cooker. There was some drained pasta from last …
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11th December
Same Old, Same Old Part II
“Vat do you mean, ‘not again’? Come. Join me. We have a lot to talk about, young man!” Kwame turned …
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10th December
Same Old, Same Old Part I
Kwame was cold. And bored. In fact, he wasn’t even sure if he was cold, or if it was just …
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18th November
The Thought Box
In the future there are no hover-cars or transporters. People don’t beam themselves to work, they just walk there, or …
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30th January
At Cross Purposes
Amy and Andrew loved each other very much. Bethan and Ben loved each other very much, too. Unfortunately, since Amy …
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30th January
Virginity, or Today’s Doe
Today is a long June Tuesday. The birds swoop low over the meadow, the grasses are fat; pregnant with pollen, …
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30th January
The Wolfskin
It was said that there was once a woman who lived on the edge of a deep forest that grew …
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30th January
In My Room
It wasn’t until I had a moment alone that I began to worry. Any minute now, Annie, or Amy, would …
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30th October
It’s The Thought That Crisis Bites
They sat, as it was customary to do, around an enormous table. The table stretched from one side of the …
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30th October
The Sun Rose
The sun rose on a small island in the Pacific, same as it did for everywhere else, lighting up pink …
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30th October
My Friend, The Impressionist
Nick and I rode in the backseat of the car, while our friend Steve had to ride up front beside …
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30th October
In Search Of Wednesday
It was 2014, the year when the British government admitted that there was no such person as ‘David Cameron’ and …
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24th July
Guest Writer: The Wastrel And The World’s Axle
Guest Writer
Linda, Louise and Mike Carey are three writers living in North London. Sometimes they write together, sometimes alone. Louise …
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24th July
The Patient
In the months before the boy died she would sit with him and tell him stories of her childhood; how …
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24th July
Sisyphus In The City
Blood stained his hands, it had gotten messy. Surveying his palms with renewed interest, he perceived instead of the familiar …
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24th July
You Had Had A Difficult Day
You had had a difficult day. Fifty odd company reports lie in wait for you in the coming weeks. You …
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24th July
One Man And His Cat
Oh, alas, alas, alas. The Morning. How did it creep up on me so fast? A whole night without a moment’s …
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