Posts Tagged ‘corner time’

Distractions

16Jul19

Its hard to concentrate when there are so many distractions, but with maturity one can master it.


Part one here When Tzara awoke she was in bed. The honey-glow of sunlight poured through the open window emphasising the rich and red-brown panelled walls. She could even smell the wood and from outside she could hear birdsong. She sat up. Well apparently her plan had worked, she wasn’t dead anyway. The last thing she […]


“What is it for exactly?” the proprietor asked. He was an old-fashioned sort of cove, with a grey tweed suit and silver shading at his temples amid otherwise salt and pepper hair. Although he had a friendly manner, he had a somewhat severe way of peering down at her over his thin wire specs. Jane […]


Part 1 here Carolynn had never felt so awkward; John Dacia certainly knew his business. Here she was in a strange house dressed in in nothing but in a silk blouse over her bra and a pair of hold-up stockings worn with her own shoes. The juxtaposition of her lower nudity and such mundane surroundings […]


Part 1 here Carolynn wasn’t quite ready to face a hard dining room chair yet and made her way over to a padded one by the window. Her steps were careful and somewhat slow, but to an untrained eye they were almost completely natural. The previous evening she written out the first 200 lines of […]


The Waiting

12Jan16

The clock was pounding insistently, the tic after toc dominating the room. Occasionally, outside a car would go by; a light roar suddenly near and then quickly receding leaving all hope of rescue dashed. Not that Felicity expected any; that was just a game played by her nervous mind as she lay forlornly upon the […]


The Harlequin

07Jan16

Some say she is cursed and others that she defies definition. Few beyond that magical other world have ever even seen her, but those that have can scarce agree on her appearance. On this day she seems as a girl not much above 20 and sits draped on the window sill in startling attire. Her […]


Hard Life

19Nov15

Her father was dead. That was the way it went sometimes. There was still the herd to get to Abilene and if they could cross the mountains before the snow then they might just save the ranch. Jane Campbell-Lane thought herself as a hard woman for a hard country. Her black unkempt hair was hauled […]


“I want this one,” Maris said with a pout. “That one is not properly conditioned yet,” Dr Manchester said dismissively. Dr Manchester was her uncle of sorts, and one of the world’s foremost synthetic life engineers, although you would hardly know it from his clipped grey hair, or his smart business suit and clean-cut efficiency. […]


Audrey Chancellor swung the horse around and pointed it at the high ridge that now stood in front of her. The High Country was no place for anyone, never you mind a lone woman. But the law was the law. Audrey took a deep breath and blew a stray strand of red hair from under […]