Miserable Bastards (Part 3) You can read part one here: https://paulandrewsneddon.com/2025/07/12/wake-up-juice/ And Part Two here: https://paulandrewsneddon.com/2025/07/23/the-price-of-books/ The bar is dark; neon lights flicker. Someone leaves, and a shaft of late summer natural light breaks in.Ugh, someone shut that door. I take a sip of my drink, house whisky, some kind of liquid. Fuck knows what thisContinue reading “The Bar is Sinking”
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The Price of Books
Miserable Bastards (Part 2) You can read part one here: https://paulandrewsneddon.com/2025/07/12/wake-up-juice/ I look at the two suits I’ve got hanging on the rack, wrapped in plastic.I pull on my jeans, t-shirt, hoodie. Trainers.Standard operating procedure.And I’m out on the street.Bright Glasgow sunshine. What gives?Could get used to this.I’m not wearing sunglasses, just going for aContinue reading “The Price of Books”
Burn Brighter
Flick the lighter.A familiar click.Flame.Warmth.Close it,Gone.Look at the side:Black.Blue skull.Life.Death.Old couch.Empty house.But the flame,It’s still there.Somewhere.Flick it open.It sparks back,Burn brighter. (c) Paul Andrew Sneddon
Wake Up Juice
Miserable Bastards (Part One): A writer wakes up with a hangover, no plan and a ceiling that’s due to collapse. One second,Two seconds,Three seconds,Four seconds. Time slips away. I open my eyes. The morning is bright.Too bright. Am I alive? My mouth is dry.My head hurts. I can see the patch on the ceiling whereContinue reading “Wake Up Juice”
Bus Stop Boogie
Bus stop in the gentle rain,Waiting,Waiting.Old couple arguing about something, nipping at each other.Dressed like they are on a hill-walking expedition in monsoon season for the trip down to the bingo.Sharing a packet of Wotsits.The wet grass.Cars rolling by in the street,Turn up the volume,Ian Dury and the BlockheadsBurst through my headphones.And I’m traveling,Borneo,Bordeaux,Fantastique.Feet tapping,Moving,NearContinue reading “Bus Stop Boogie”
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