This is the first chapter of my story ‘Follow the Light’. 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 the page. And we don’t give a fuck if that’s good enough for you.Follow the light. Part 1: Life,Continue reading “‘Follow the Light’”
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Best Days
This is part one of my story ‘Best Days’ Blue sky high above as the last shadows of night fade away.The first warm rays of the sun. Two birds in a dance of life.Together. One moves in front, then the other.Sweeping low down over the shared garden behind the flats,past last night’s BBQ and wineContinue reading “Best Days”
Election Season
Ah, fuck. It’s election season. That means our lesser-spotted representatives will be turning up in the neighbourhood. Only time you see them. I’ve put the old boy’s socialist sign back in the window. There’s a knock at the door. I look through the blinds. There is a guy standing there. All flash. New suit. HairContinue reading “Election Season”
Two Doors Down
‘Two Doors Down’ is a song I wrote a few years ago now. I was thinking about the song when I wrote this story the other day. Content note: This story includes mild violence, crime themes, and adult references. I check the street behind me. So many faces, but none I recognise. The city hasContinue reading “Two Doors Down”
The Subway Loops
Tumble out of the 9 to 5. Time to kill, but where to go? The pub holds promise, but I need to stay sober. If I can. The underground just keeps going. Loops. All day long. For the price of one ticket. Got time to kill. A cold winter day. It keeps you warm. NoContinue reading “The Subway Loops”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 