100 Awesome Things - Part 34 - From the Vault 2014

More 100Awe and this time it's muppety...

~~~2014~~~

I never quite get over my amazement at how a piece of music can unite seemingly-unconnected, disparate people. I should hardly be surprised: the power of music upon the human soul is, after all, my life's study. Yet sometimes, something truly extraordinary comes along.

Friday Fiction - In The Dark Moment Before Dawn - From the Vault 2012

A short story wot i wrote in 2012, inspired a little by Patrick Stewart's powerful episode of Who Do You Think You Are and any number of real life people.

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In The Dark Moment Before Dawn

'Come back,' she whispered into the freezing air. 'Come back to me.'

FridayFiction - Brasso And Death - From the Vault 2013

I wrote the follow short fiction inspired by a jokey comment by a friend while she was making a Xena: Warrior Princess costuem.

It is really rather dark and there's a Content Warning for depictions of violence and death. It's darker than I expected, so be aware.

Also, I wrote it in 2013 when the scenario seemed mostly unlikely. Today... maybe less so.

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In the moment, all I know is the smell of Brasso and Death.

FridayFiction - The Road - From the Vault 2012

 I wrote this in 2012, and I only vaguely remember the exact circumstances behind the writing but the images? Still seared in my head.

~~~2012~~~

Just something I've been thinking about for various reasons.

The narrow, empty rural road stretched and faded into the mountains of the far distance. I squared my shoulders, pulled my jacket closer to me and took the first step.

Very Short Story - The Angry Sea/The Quiet Lake - From The Vault 2014

In 2014, when I was struggling a great deal with writer's block, I asked my friends for some short story writing prompts.

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This was from a friend called Kevin: "Both the angry sea we sailed upon, and the quiet lake we swam through... were the colour of her lovely eyes”. 

This is barely and only a little inspired by this.

The London That Nobody Knows - From the Vault 2014

A couple of years ago I was fortunate enough to take part in a one-off choir project called Snapshot Songs, composed by the magnificent Stuart Hancock, in collaboration with various London groups, writers and artists.

London is much on my mind today, as it so often is. Like Dracula, I take strength from the soil (concrete) of my homeland. Being Irish, Not In Ireland, I will never truly belong in the Motherland no matter how I love it, no matter how much I yearn for it... but my people have been in this pocket of London since before the Industrial Revolution, it seems... and I love my Finsbury St Lukes and Barbican, and whatever you want to label it...