Doug tore at the guitar string. His fingers were shredded, the guitar fed back. Louder and louder till it was ringing in his ears. He looked at the notebook. Big Empty. He grabbed a glass and knocked back the drink. He was nearly sick as he picked up the bottle and threw it against theContinue reading “Big Empty”
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Last Stand
The day is fading. Shadows growing. Across an empty room. Cold air drifting. Ghosts in the hallway. Calling out your name. Some things are better left. Ashes in the wind. I’m out there. Searching. Still. A last stand on this page, or close up the book and walk away. Sit in the silence. The grey.Continue reading “Last Stand”
Proof of Life
Took a walk in the winter sun. The cold air stings your lungs. The cough is proof of life. The streets are quiet, but the gyms are busy. Folk still got Christmas trees up, lights shining through the windows. A few casualties still making their way home from Hogmanay parties. C’mon, pal, it was NewContinue reading “Proof of Life”
Purpose
I’m not there yet.I’ve still got miles to go. But now I’m moving, with purpose, in the right direction. (Copyright Paul Andrew Sneddon)
Standup Santa
This Story Contains Adult Humour I’ve been practicing all week: pen and paper, sitting at the little desk in the back room with a window out onto the garden and the bins. I sat listening to the rain on the glass. I’d been watching some of those YouTube videos with comedians doing their hour. I’mContinue reading “Standup Santa”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 