Observations of The Urban Spaceman 
Jason froze mid swig. "What was that?" "What was what?" Guy countered. "That noise. Like a scratching noise. Coming from the walls, I think."
Snuffles and truffles found wallowing in the mud noble little pig Since last year roughly corresponded to the Year of the Pig, I decided to write an ode to the pig...
As described in my last post, I'm setting myself (and inviting others to join) a writing challenge designed to stretch unused writing muscles and limber up the creativity. Each month a...
ToBe shuffled down the corridor, passing from the 22nd Century to the 21st. Soft harp music played over the loudspeakers, a tune of his own devising. It was a mathematically brilliant...
"Mr. Jones next door just bought a Bentley," Keith told his wife. "That's nice, dear," she said. Keith went out and bought an Aston Martin.
Magpies and humans collecting shiny baubles crow over their wealth Today is the first official day of 12 Months of Writing! This haiku came about when I was walking home from...
Sanjay grumbled to himself as he followed the path of the stream. The water echoed him in solidarity, a soft grumble of water against bedrock. Each river spoke with its own...
Tom fiddled with the small dial labelled 'red', tweaking it millimetre by millimetre until the sky's hue was a more pleasing shade of deep pink. Everyone thought Atmospheric Controller was a...
As described in my last post, I'm setting myself (and inviting others to join) a writing challenge designed to stretch unused writing muscles and limber up the creativity. Each month a...
To try and give myself some structure and get back into the swing of writing, I'm going to get myself a pair of training wheels. And a safety helmet. Maybe one...
Observations of The Urban Spaceman 