Here we are at Week 216.
The weeks are fair flying by. This time tomorrow it will be a fortnight on Monday!
I looked for something interesting about the number 216 and I found that it was a Harsad Number. I checked that out and wish I hadn’t, don’t look folks, it really isn’t worth it!
Continue reading “Week 216 – Pub Discussions, Headlines And Funny Tasting Orange Juice.”
Here we are at Week 214.
I have been thinking on genres that I don’t normally think on.
Continue reading “Week 214 – YA, CF And A Serial Killers Skud Book.”
I never plan any of these weekly postings. I’m sure that you have noticed. Maybe if I said, I never plan any of these weakly postings, it may be more apt.
Continue reading “Week 213 – Wordcount, Liking Dick And Interestingly Placed Piercings”
Here we go again!
This is posting number 212.
These weeks come and go in what seems to be a good seven days.
There are some things that I miss as they aren’t done anymore. (Having a life, being bothered and reasons for living have always been debatable so I am ignoring them!)
Continue reading “Week 212 – Questionable Stains, Underlying Secrets And Drinking Chemicals”
Here we are at Week 211.
I have had a bit of inspiration on my topics for this post.
Instead of me spouting my usual inane shite, I do have some more technical aspects to discuss.
Continue reading “Week 211 – Second Person, Tense Picking And Unforgivable Lines.”
Here we are at week 210.
I don’t know about anyone reading this but there is a tradition in Ayr that showcases all that is bad with writing. It is the weekly release of the local newspaper.
Well it’s been a busy week here at Literally Stories. We worked our way through forty odd stories (And some good ones!)
We have reached the quarter of a million hits and all is well in our wee writing world.
We are now at week 208. How time flies when you are having fun. I suppose it depends on the fun. If it is backwards time travel, would that phrase still be relevant? I watched ‘The Inglorious Bastards’ the other day. Wasn’t Rod Taylor a handsome man? I mean in ‘The Birds’ and not as an Australian Churchill.
Continue reading “Week 208 – Writing, Typing And Refusing The Nipple.”
Well here we are at week 207.
It must be a good seven days since our last posting. (Or a pish seven days for those readers in Scotland.)
I was listening to some Blues when I began to write this and John Lee Hooker came on with ‘One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer’ and I just thought that this was in the wrong order. The Bourbon would argue with the Whisky and you would end up enjoying neither of these. The song should be ‘One Bourbon, One Beer, One Scotch’ that would be more tasteful.
Continue reading “Week 207 – The Blues, A Hangover Cure And Bedding The Elderly.”
Here we are at Week 206!
Like ‘Gremlins – The Next Batch’ – We’re back.
As in ‘Poltergeist’ – We’re here
And like ‘The Fly’ – If you send us Romance, I’ll ‘Be afraid, very afraid.’
I’ve been watching a few films lately, just to get the days in.
It was good to see the old site creak back into life on Monday.
Continue reading “Week 206 – Returning, Shitty Tinsel And A Lactating Dilema”
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