Do whippets feel puppy love?

It aint painful, but you suffer...

Written up a mountain

Just a short story to make you think twice about.....

Er ... bloody horrible would sum it up I suppose

eyre on a string of nonsense

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Strange things seem to be happening on the Yorkshire moors, and the guys from Mendip Hill are keen to find out what it is going on. Will they believe what they are told? Would you?

Comments welcome, but no crit on this post please.

Its the edited version of my last post "Daydream To Reality", a Walter Mitty theme.

Red Wine Prose -a new style for me, where I drink red wine, listen to music and write stories.

Yes, I've changed the title...

After reading this, you may remember an event in recent times - the work of terrorists - and a media story about a particular couple... I sometimes wonder about myself..! Out of the horror of this event, as with others, my mind is drawn to write what is basically a fiction about the characters, almost intuitively. Perhaps it is the way my mind deals with the trauma and unease that I feel about the way the world is going?

A little story I wrote some time ago and never really did anything with, so I've decided to give a chance. Please let me know what you think - even if you think it's cr*p!!!

Nightfall, and horror stalks the streets

Red Wine Prose

Been busy working on some projects for a while. Thought it was time I made a submission. Here's a climbing tale with a twist that I wrote a few months back... sort of a mystery / horror. You decide.

lesbians

An amateur chemist encounters a stranger in his own front garden. Together they try an experiment.

Er, can you bear with me a bit, please ... ? Cos something weird's goin on here.
The people who commented on the two previous 'Killer' stories thought there should be more and, annoyingly, so did I. And what follows is the result. But ... I reread the two Killer stories I'd submitted and I also reread The Body and somehow, they seemed to go together. When I started writing this one, characters from The Body popped up and popped in and I had the very strange feeling that, if a novel finally happens, it's going to be set in the very late sixties on a seaside pier fair and in a small town. Like I said, something weird is happening here.
Anyway, I'm posting this and if anybody could tell me whether it goes with the other three stories, I'd be grateful (I suppose I should call The Body 'Killer 1' and this one 'Killer 4'). I'd hate to charge into a novel about a maniac who kills young women cos he's had a really good 'wet-shave' and a teenager who feels like he's standing in the face of a dark wind that keeps giving him nightmares, only to find out that it won't work ...
OKay, thanks for reading this. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE read the story, too.

A simple story about making the right choices.
A simple story about making the wrong choices.
A simple story about choices getting even.


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Big Jeff started his van and trundled away. The plastic, yellow whippy cones at the corners of the roof began to revolve. A xylophonic nursery rhyme rang out over the forest, finding some of the ice cream men in the car park. They cheered.

Things you don't expect to see and the long-reaching inspiration it can effect.

A fictional run for presidency turns bad.

Part One: the mummy wakes.

Henry Cummings, actor extraordinaire, still has his memories. And he's willing to share them....

Written in response to a challenge. Blame Chant. This is the prose version of my last post ‘Love minus me’. Be gentle. In both content and structure, this isn’t my usual style. I promise to cheer up soon (-:

I am indebted to everyone who reads this! (and honoured as always). Dazza.

This is as experimental as they come...

any comments welcome...

Torture for anything and everything

To all Great Creaters

(Troubles for Will)

If you knew Faggy, like I knew Faggy...

Does anyone understand what is going on here?
What is the significance of the clock?
I will be pleased to hear how you interpret it. Thanks.

A short piece about death...

It could happen to you. It once happened to me - You just never know!!

(Will's Saga Continues)

My morning commute! It's actually more non-fiction than fiction, but seeing as it didn't all happen in the same day (thank God) I'm choosing fiction! Have ad-libbed slightly... My first attempt at humour so be kind ;) Oh, and contains offensive language throughout (no sex though, sorry!) Hazy x

Out of the still calm at the end of a normal space day came an attack by marauders. Alexis was sent away to safety, but there was nothing safe about that sector of space. The marauders were looking for him. The people who helped him on his way to find his parents told him a little about the Imperial Legion and their power of Thoughts, but what exactly was his connection with the Emperor and why were the marauders so desperate to find him? It was all very confusing, even more confusing when you had spent all your life in a small space lab and were totally unused to living anywhere else.

Voted best story in Lookout magazine

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This piece is a short re-working of a character found in Albert Camus' The Outsider, Raymond Santès. Raymond begins the chain of events that leads to Meursault killing the Arab on the beach. I have quoted Camus' text twice, but I'm sure he wouldn't have minded. He was a goalkeeper afterall and even the best goalies let one in occasionally.

Problems at passport control for Cat St... I mean Yusuf Islam

This is not an Article, but I couldn't fit it comfortably in to any of the other genres! It is my second attempt at writing a short story, in which I am much less confident than in my poetry. Your constructive criticisms will be welcome.

(none needed)

"LOOK!...Up in the SKY!
It a BIRD!...It's a PLANE!"

This is the start of my science fantasy book and my main writing project. I've been working on this since I was 14 and the first chapter has been through many improvements. No one has seen this work before.

This case is one for the books, alright
It started with a mousy dame, wearing coke bottle glasses
She said her sister wanted to hire me
Sam Spade didn't want her so, he dumped her in my lap
Her sister turns out to be Monica Malone
This tomato is only the most beautiful star in Hollywood

Thanks for the leftovers, Sam...
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Space Spank part one - posted by Kazekage

Space Spank part two - posted by Gee

Space Spank part three - posted by Kazekage

Space Spank part four - posted by Gee

Space Spank part five - posted by Kazekage

Space Spank part six - posted by Kazekage

Space Spank part seven - posted by Gee



The ongoing adventures of the USS Hoohoo Diddey, in which our intrepid crew explore space, by going around the universe to the left.



This story is made up of a series of stories which will form a completely insane series of parodies almost, though not quite as good, as if you huffed gasoline while reading a Douglas Adams book. It's meant to be absurd.



It's a joint effort, from Kazekage and Gee, so postings will alternate between these two writers.



No sandwiches were harmed in the making of this story.

The kidnappers called and laid it all out
I'm supposed to meet them at the end of a dead end street
I'm to bring a million smackers to the party at midnight
They are supposed to bring Monica Malone's daddy
But, I have another plan, in mind...
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