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Week 381 – John Miles, Miss Anderson And Diocalm Is The Saviour.

Here we are at week 381.

Everyone thinks this was Barry…See title!

‘Booze was my first love.

And it will be my last.

Booze for the future.

And booze of the past.’

Depending on your outlook you may think that is a lot of pish.

It isn’t!

And yep, I bastardised the song…..So did Barry!

But what I would say is we all have ways of handling things and no matter what, no matter how fucking destructive, we handle things in the way that we do.

For me, booze and writing are what keep me sane but you need to realise what it does for you.

The mad thing is if you write whilst really being emotional there is a lot of raw creativity there.

Is that a good thing for you as is….Who knows???

I think trying to write emotion when not feeling or having felt it, is very difficult. A reader can spot lack of knowledge, experience or sincerity a mile away. That is why a lot of YA writing is only suited to that audience. They have a different outlook that isn’t always backed up with experience. There’s nothing wrong with that if that naivety is the focus. No writer can wing things that the reader has had more exposure to and expect it to be credible.

We also get a lot of writers who do try to write about addictions, prostitution and all those harrowing topics that should only be left to those who know or have been affected. (Or the writer has done a shit load of research with those who know or have been affected and they have LISTENED.)

Dave Henson states that he likes reading these posts as there are a few tips throughout on what we are looking for. So here’s another one for those who need it. (Not you Dave!!) If you take on these subjects, really pay attention to the dialogue that you use. Never anywhere in the world would you hear something like –

‘Gosh this heroin is good.’

I’m not saying that we have had that exact line but we’ve had a lot like it.

I reckon if I read the word ‘Gosh’ anywhere in a submission, it will be a straight red card from me!

I’d also like to address the ‘perturbed’, those are the folks that send us a passive aggressive email after we have sent them a refusal. (And they have also probably used the word ‘Gosh’ in their story) If this makes you feel better, you go for it, we really don’t mind and we do understand. But I reckon that you’d be better to take that passive aggressiveness, turn it into full blown anger, get drunk, swear the real swear words and try to write something else – It may surprise you how it turns out!!

Okay Doaky Mrs Coaky, I’ve a herring in my socks…Everyone should read Kettle and Christine’s ‘Beau Peep’, now onto this week’s stories.

We had four new writers and a man who has had more stories than four of most writers!

Not really sure if that makes sense but I know that you’ll know what I mean.

To our new folks, we welcome them, hope that they have fun on the site and most importantly, we want to see more of their work!

As always our initial comments follow.

Strangely enough, the start of the week was Monday (Unless you work for your local authorities and for whatever fucking twisted reason, they start on a Sunday – There must be a financial gain for them in some way!) and we had our first new writer, Anmitra Jagannathan with ‘Autumn Eyes Lost, Autumn Eyes Found.’

‘The MC has a fine quiet voice.’

‘The tone and emotion are very well done.’

‘There is a lovely quirkiness to some of the phrasing.’

Chitra Gopalakrishnan was our next débutante with ‘Bulls And Blood, Line And Lineage.’

‘This made me smile’.

‘A bit different.’

‘The delivery was perfect for the location and setting.’

There is no introduction needed for the gentleman who broke the back of the week. All I need to say is ‘Burial Of A Dark Charger’ by Tom Sheehan was next up.

‘The POV and setting were interesting.’

‘This was touching.’

‘Tom doing what Tom does.’

Thursday was after Wednesday, it normally is and we had David Patten with ‘Volunteer.’

‘This is very strong.’

‘Great flow all the way through.’

‘This says plenty without passing judgement.’

And we finished up on Friday with Fang-Liu House by Sonny Chen.

‘This was like one of those surreal dreams.’

‘Some good weirdness in this.’

‘Strange but there is nothing wrong with a bit of strange now and again.’

And now for the usual ending guys.

Really sorry but there are things that need to be re-iterated. If we keep chipping away by reminding, maybe one day it will stick.

Please comment. Not commenting makes the devil happy and jesus have diarrhoea. He’s had that much jollop, he is more medication than figment.

And cheers Dave (Three mentions in the one posting!!!) for sending in a Re-Run. Follow his example folks and send in a spiel for an older story that you’ve enjoyed. Throw in a few questions and we’ll publish what you send us word for word. (Try not to use ‘Gosh’ as I would be in a state of conflict!!)

Just to finish.

Many folks have been quoted as saying sport and politics should never mix.

That is a fair and noble idea.

But I do think that the LIV golfers will have caused this ideal to be thrown up in the air and I think this debate will grow more legs. (Maybe those legs will run away with a lot of sponsorship??)

I have my own thoughts but no matter what, I’d put them beside our royals, chancellor, cabinet to name but a few, in a list I like to call –

How much fucking money do you really need?!!!


…Not that anyone asked!!

The answer to The Cringe on my last Saturday Post:

He said – ‘Buff my low sole chair.’ (Buffalo Soldier)

Well Hugh – my guess wasn’t that far out at that 🙂 dd

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7 thoughts on “Week 381 – John Miles, Miss Anderson And Diocalm Is The Saviour.”

  1. Hello to all
    Great post. Another cringer is “She was ineffably uneffable in her chasity belt.” But I guess that it is in poor taste.
    One thing I want to add. Go ahead and have your characters rip one another to shreds. But the instant I see animal cruelty I am gone. And good for David, he is always deserving of praise especially from those of us who have never met him in person.


    1. Hi Leila,
      I find around these parts a chastity belt would be grossly underused!
      We’ve had many a debate on animal cruelty stories and we’ll probably re-visit our opinions. I don’t think that will ever matter as we’re all on the same page and those opinions will never change!!
      Thanks as always!!!


  2. Looking back I feel that I might have inferred that Mr. Henson is better as unknown. I am certain that nothing could be further from the truth. Of all the billions of persons I have never met he is one of the five maybe six that I feel would be all right to let proceed past the hounds.
    Leila (no echo this time)


  3. Good post. “No writer can wing things that the reader has had more exposure to and expect it to be credible.” Excellent advice … sometimes harder to follow than one would think. I find beating my head against the wall after a rejection is more effective than sending a nasty note. Sorry if I’ve said that before. I’m getting forgetful from beaten my head against the wall so much.

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    1. Hi Dave,
      The one thing about beating your head against a brick wall is, it’s great when you stop!
      Thanks as always my fine friend!!


    1. Hi Doug,
      I think that advice can be helpful but it always needs to be explored. The only way we learn is by making our own mistakes or confirming the advice given.

      The thing I fear the most,
      Is seeing a ghost,
      I’d rather have some toast.

      …That isn’t cool – That is bloody awful.
      So piece of advice of the day is never ever listen to Des’Ree’s song life.
      And I really don’t think that needs to be confirmed!!!

      All the very best to you my fine friend.


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