The lights all went out


I am trying to get the passion to write again, but only my #writing on these pages / and is being read because these are #FREE to read.

Once I had the fires of passion to drive my writing, where there was fire is now just an emptiness

Genesis 41:20


People go on about austerity and cutbacks; to me, it’s a way of life never having had a lot of money.

I have a family to run which includes paying the price for someone else’s child for over 30 years.

I have gone without for so long that saving for tomorrow is my lifestyle

If I did get some good fortune, I would always put back a little for the times ahead when things are not so good – and there are plenty.

Who was the stranger with no ID?


If you look at the end of the dockside, you can see a red shed that is a museum; I used to work there many years ago.

Last night, I was watching the gulls swoop for fish in the docks, when I recalled the mysterious death of a man in Sydney in the 1940’s.
He was small, with manicured fingernails and well dressed; he had no ID on him at the time of his death, and nobody recalled seeing him either get on the ferry across the river or get off.

He was found sitting by a bollard as if he was asleep.
It was later discovered that he choked on some meat from his sandwich and the gulls ate his food.

His name was never found, and nobody reported him missing. But to have no ID only years after the war was over was a mystery in itself as that was a criminal offense at the time.

This mystery is the story behind “The Colorado Kid” by Stephen King.

Facing my fear


Book signings are a running joke between me and my close friends.

I go to some at our branch of Waterstones but the thought of doing one myself is daunting, the only time I tried to beat my fear of public speaking it came back and bit me

I suppose if I turn my last e-book into a paperback, I will need to consider doing a signing

Here I go again


It is raining here in Bristol but that makes no difference to me as I will be going out soon, come wind, rain, sleet or snow I am told to stay away from my stepson – I am not the troublemaker – that means if he’s in, which he is most days I have to be out of the house.

I’ll find somewhere dry to work in and leave the family in peace.

Here we go again

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I have a lot of respect for the people of Israel, and if you read my blogs, you’ll know I would love to have visited the country.

While I respect the Jewish religion, some things are not linked to the Bible.

I can foresee a rush from writers on reading this news similar to 2012. And what happened to all those stories in 2013? They ended up as dead books that shops could not sell.

I try to avoid trends, but my friend/editor in Seattle made the suggestion that I write an environmental disaster story as this is the new cash cow being milked – I may try.

Staying active


I am putting my feet up after days of constant walking, but things can change in an instant in this house.
Last night on my way back from town, I decided to check the route from our house to the local British Legion branch – for use in a wheelchair – most of the route is easy, but there is one part that is risky, it’s a steep curve on a left-hand bend.
I could not do the climb without a motorized scooter, and going down I wouldn’t feel safe. I plan to check out an alternative course this week; it is slightly longer but more on a level track.