Sitting on the front step, enjoying some unseasonal sunshine.
A crow flies down and lands on the lamp post. I’m thinking that would be a great picture for those stories I’m writing.
Yeah, I know. Who calls their collection, even a short collection, “Death”? It’s hardly one for the impulse buyer. Nobody’s sitting on the couch on a Saturday morning thinking, I fancy a wee book called Death. Nobody’s browsing the library shelves or gets handed one by a pal saying, “saw this and thought of you.”
I like the title, there’s life, love, humour and passion in the collection too and some of my favourite writing including “Ten Pounds.”
You can read it on the blog here: https://paulandrewsneddon.com/2026/07/16/ten-pounds/
And the full collection is on Kindle here:
