Part One: Bus Waiting in the queue at the bus station. Headphones in. Flickingthrough some songs. Everyday People. That’ll do nicely. Sly and the Family Stone. A classic. You’re shaking your head. It is. No. I know it is. The queue’s full of people heading up to the city for a night out. The smellContinue reading “Drinking with Frankie”
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‘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”
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”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 