Before we start I have to apologise for my Q&A session last week. I did something that I never do directly – I self-promoted, not just one, but two stories.
Continue reading “Week 449 – I Was A ‘Look At Me Hoor’ (I’m So Sorry!), The Literally Equivalent Of Pi And Lost In Translation, Or More’s To The Point, ‘Lost Initially’!!”
I seem to have a joke theme going on for now!
I don’t know why, I think it has just been coincidental on what I have been talking about over the last few weeks.
Continue reading “Week 447 – Before Frank, DS Is BS And Recycling Plastic.”
Well this is a sad week for many a British person. Half of Glasgow is in tears. But I’ll come back to that.
Continue reading “Week 445 – Beware Of New Taxi Drivers, Over-Acting And Personal Hygiene Products.”
My brother-in-law has decided to retire at Christmas.
I have asked him over the last few years why he hasn’t given up already and he stated that he was terrified that he would be bored. That got me thinking why I would retire tomorrow if I could and that is because I am the opposite of George – I’m fucking bored at my work!
Continue reading “Week 443 – Ben Lamech sounds Scottish, ‘Please Can We Call It A Tallywacker’ And He Sang On ‘Down To Earth’”
Jacob used to love his walks. He looked at the wildlife, listened to the river and tried to guess the oncoming weather.
…Rain was always a fair bet.
If I was to believe the stereotypes on TV I’d be very jealous of the Americans. You see, most times I have watched anything from a Comedy to a Thriller, most Americans are portrayed as hard working folks who strive to be the best at their work and are never happiest until they are happy at work.
Continue reading “Week 441-Egg Mayonnaise To Mourn To, Mary’s Flying Baby And I Loved His Wee Trike.”
Believe it or not, throughout my postings I try and add a wee bit of writing content within. It may even be tips for submission / acceptance / rejection but there is normally something there.
For this one, which may seem a bit self-indulgent, I want to explore the things we won’t write. (Or in my case talk about, that is why I’m writing this!)
Continue reading “Week 439 – Sorry For The Self-Indulgence, Sorry Again And Back To More Hate And Fanging Next Time!”
Before I begin, I need to thank Leila for taking on my turn last week – I’ll come to the reason why in a moment.
I wonder what the difference is between me (Or those of my age / those who think the same) and some / most of those fledgling writers?
When I was first accepted on a site, I delved in and had a look. I was curious to see what and who they published. I wanted to read the stories of others and if there were any comments, I especially wanted to seek out those folks works especially.
It was a privilege that I was proud to be part of and I wanted to familiarise myself with as much as I could.
Continue reading “Week 427 – Having A Swatch, As You Can See, I’m Shit At Text Speak And Dirty Minds Rule!”
We had someone this week who stated that since we had refused a submission, they reckoned that, in their experience, we would not accept any of their work.
Continue reading “Week 434 – Thirty For Dave, A Wee White Card You Put A Stamp On And Tony Christie.”
Another week bites the dust and we find ourselves at posting number 432.
This is being published the day after my birthday but I am writing it the day before as there is no point in typing it the day of my birthday. I’d miss all the keys and spill my malt onto the keyboard.
Continue reading “Week 432 – Plod With No Shoulders, Removed Nipples And Bloater Is Too Close.”
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