mental-health – Paul Andrew Sneddon

Drinking with Frankie

Part 2: Dinner I’m off the bus and walking down to the station. I got off a stopearly just so I could walk down the street, get a feel for the cityand feel the energy. It’s a different place from home, that’s forsure, but it’s like slipping into an old pair of shoes. Down pasttheContinue reading “Drinking with Frankie”

‘Follow the Light’

This is the first chapter of my story ‘Follow the Light’. You can download the full story by clicking on the picture below or it’s also available on Kindle. Thanks for stopping by. I hope you enjoy. We’re analogue in a digital age; we’re radio in the streaming age.We are the words written on theContinue reading “‘Follow the Light’”

Escape

This is some of the writing from my story ‘Follow the Light’ And we are off, bleary-eyed, into the Ayrshire morning. Emmylooks gorgeous, her short blonde hair and a smile that I wouldnever tire of seeing. My car sitting on the street coughs up a cloud of exhaust fumesas I turn the key. A fewContinue reading “Escape”

Moments

This is the companion to ‘Shelter.’ Music breaks the silence. I sit for a while and just listen to the music, They are playing a blues in A. Bobby points to another guitarand to me. I pick up and put the guitar strap over my shoulder.I touch the strings; it’s mic’d up. Through a littleContinue reading “Moments”

Shelter

A coffee. Rain on the roof. A quiet moment by the sea. I sit in the shelter with my coffee. Black. The rain is my company as it is falling steadily on the shelterroof. I can see one guy walking out on the beach with a dogrunning loops around them, but there is no one else here.You comeContinue reading “Shelter”