Category Archives: Fiction

A Confession Of Love


In these last days and hours before my final breath may I, Gordon Richard Carlson, lay my guilt and thoughts before you as a matter of conscience, if not regret, so that I might meet my maker free of worldly … Continue reading

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The Lost Sanctuary


I walked those gardens where we met, a lifetime or was it two ago, holding your hand mine: discovering in that gaze of yours, the source of my tranquillity I saw the tree on which our names were carved and … Continue reading

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Seventy-Fifth Anniversary


Perhaps he was a footnote in history, there was no one left to ask, this veteran of a near forgotten war, now brought to life through films and sometimes books, but lived by him back when his legs still moved, … Continue reading

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A View Of Improvement


Those friendships we enjoyed so casually in a life not overburdened with demands, allowed us room to celebrate with ease, a freedom we now find embalmed in photographs. There I am, grinning with a new caught fish, the harbour as … Continue reading

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Some Career Tips Which Might Help You More Than They Helped Me!


Owing to a natural lethargy this will be a short article, written in those small gaps I leave myself between rising from my bed, a mid-morning nap, luncheon and the afternoon snooze. Still, in the brief time available, let me … Continue reading

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Another Kind Of Isolation


There I sat, pleasantly full after a late breakfast, watching the smoke from my cigarette move lazily up the window frame. In my other hand was a smallish glass of whisky, which I raised to sip before exhaling pleasantly, nodding … Continue reading

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The Wrong Answer !


Some people seem to attract bad luck in the way others benefit from its close relative, ‘Good Luck’ for ease of identification. Nigel had been born into poor, or ‘restricted’ circumstances or whatever euphemism floats your boat on this particular … Continue reading

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