August 5th, 5.00 am I hold myself in that delicious state between sleep and wakefulness. With eyes closed I look around the room. I need no sight to see the silhouettes of familiar furniture, expectant and soulless. I am aware again of the sensation of deep relaxation spread throughout my body, which shortly will flee […]

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Well people are saying I’m past my prime Cos I put all my money down on sub prime Pyramid selling is real sublime So don’t counsel caution cos you’re wastin’ my time! Well I wouldn’t say that I’m too trustin’ but the gold coins you sold me, well they’re all rustin.’ Blue Horseshoe loves Bitcoin […]

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“I want you to tell people more about your writing in this post,” she said. “Let’s start with your past publications. “You mean ‘If It Wasn’t For that dog?’” I asked. “Yes, that, but first go back further. Tell me about Going for Growth.” “Oh, you mean the business books. Well, when I was writing […]

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There was a long silence.  Then she backed off to a more conversational distance, rolled her shoulders and continued as if nothing happened. “Let’s get back to this novel of yours. You say it’s called ‘Vicious.’ “Yes, I said. It’s being showcased right now at The Literary Consultancy. Look: https://literaryconsultancy.co.uk/talent/showcase/ “Most intriguing,” she said. “They’re extremely […]

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“Hi you! I’ve been baking,” she said brightly. “Really?” I said. “You’ve been having more fun than me then.” “Yes,” she said puffing herself up. I’ve been watching that programme on TV. You know, ‘Bake Off’ I think it’s called. My cakes are just as good as the ones those people on the telly make, […]

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I am without excuse.  As I remove myself from the last vestiges of normality and the relationship I have known for more years then I care to admit, I cannot but feel a pang of regret. But I shall calibrate my rationalisation of reality with the balances and weights of passion; for only thus will […]

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I hold myself in that delicious state between sleep and wakefulness.  With eyes still closed I look around the room.  I need no sight to see the silhouettes of familiar furniture, expectant and soulless. I grow aware of the sensation of deep relaxation spread throughout my body, which shortly will flee as the tensions of […]

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Well people are saying I’m past my prime Cos I put all my money down on sub prime Pyramid selling is real sublime So don’t counsel caution cos you’re wastin’ my time!   Well I wouldn’t say that I’m too trustin’ but the gold coins you sold me, well they’re all rustin.’   Blue Horseshoe […]

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“So let’s get this straight,” she said. “Exactly why are you writing this blog?” “Well,” I replied, “I’m obviously doing it to serve mankind selflessly, support endangered species and reduce global warming. I also hope one day to be invited to write a blog for Cutesy Kittens Weekly.com” She gave me another of those looks. […]

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Tortured soul; battering his storm-tossed hull on rocks of self effacement and coral reefs of critical acclaim.   Watch now, as microscopic minds seek to seize the vessel’s wheel and steer his ship to calmer pools, inconsequent, where skeletal remains of once proud men o’ war now atrophy and drip demented lunacy into the voracious […]

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She hasn’t come back yet. I think I might have upset her. I’m sure she’ll get over it. But for now I’ll have to carry on talking to all you cybermen on my own. And cyberwomen. I didn’t mean to be sexist. But then again, can you actually get Cyberwomen? It must be a bit […]

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“I enjoyed that,” she said. “What?” I asked. “You last post,” silly. “You make it sound like it was a military tune played on a bugle,” I said. She giggled. “Well, it was more of a song than a poem really, wasn’t it. Anyway you’re not too bad at this writing stuff.” I was going […]

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“Will this do?” I asked “For what?” she replied. You said you wanted a poem in this post.” “Go on then,” she said. “Well it’s more of a song, really,” I said. “Though I could give you a deep sophisticated poem instead if you like.” She looked exasperatedly at me. “Just get on with it […]

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“What do you crave most at this moment?” I ask, my voice barely audible in the falling twilight. The Returner stands before me, dishevelled, weary. His long grey beard is unkempt, his hands are callused from a lifetime of physical labour. He looks at me momentarily, considering his answer carefully.  “Power,” he replies, making no […]

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I still looked doubtful. She could see it. She’s perceptive like that. “Truth to tell,” I said, “I don’t really know where to start.” She took a deep breath. “OK, she said, I’ll help you.” I felt better already. I looked at her enquiringly. She frowned back, then tilted her head to one side. Still […]

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She said I had to keep a blog. “What’s a blog?” I asked, thinking it sounded like a cross between a pool of muddy water and a dirty mark. She explained. “But all I wanna do is write,” I said. “Ah yes, WANA,” she said. “You’ll need to sign up for that. And Facebook. And […]

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