Showing posts with label original writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label original writing. Show all posts

Sunday 19 November 2023

Nerd Church - Short Story: Mornings Dawn, Whether You Want Them To Or Not

 


Originally published in the Medium publication Promptly Written, for the quote-prompt '“Some people live just looking for someone to die for.”― Dominic Riccitello' set by Ravyne Hawke.


Warning: this story deals with grief a lot, as well as generally discussing death and related topics.





Mornings Dawn, Whether You Want Them To Or Not






watercolour of a woman
Image by Martina BulkovΓ‘ from Pixabay



Sunday 29 October 2023

Nerd Church - Short Story: Bex Is On Her Own


Originally published in the Medium publication Promptly Written, for the following prompt set by Ravyne Hawke:



Use any or all of the following concepts for a story:

— ancient runes/ruins
— a ghostly appearance
— danger is afoot!



Content Warning: I’m not sure what happened to this woman, but I don’t think it was anything good — I felt like I should add a warning, but it was kind of difficult to figure out what for exactly. So just be *waves hands* generally careful!



Bex Is On Her Own

A horror-ish short story


streetlight beneath the moon


Sunday 8 October 2023

Nerd Church - Short Story: Some Space






The prompt:


Write a ‘moody’ piece around the following:

— out of this world
— wonderstruck
— a dark night




Some Space
Mountain path descending into the Rhondda Valley
Path descending towards the Rhondda Valley by Gareth James, CC BY-SA 2.0 via Wikimedia Commons



Friday 18 August 2023

Micropoetry - May + June 2023


Yes, you read the post title correctly - this is the Micropoetry wrap-up for May and June.

Yes, you are correct - it is August.


Why am I so late with this? 

A combination of 'haven't got around to it,' and 'just plain forgot.' (Sorry! πŸ˜… )


The first one is written in my accent/dialect, because that's the way it was rattling around my head, so that's the way it got posted.

...It was the only way to stop it from going round and round in my head, OK?

I don't think it's that incomprehensible but then... it's also how I talk. So... *shrugs*

(And yes, I do say 'aye' to mean 'yes' sometimes in regular conversation. Many people here do. #NowYaKnow)


Here we are then, May and June's micropoetry:

As always, for those using screen-readers, the poetry will be in the alt-text of the graphics with / marks for line-spaces.



Sunday 9 July 2023

Nerd Church - Short Story: New Money




This was first published by me in the Medium publication Promptly Written.

This is the first story I wrote which featured a character called Anna Sinclair - to date, I've written three stories about her, and given her her own Medium list titled 'Snapshots of Anna Sinclair.' (She won't leave me alone, so I've given in and accepted it.)



Content Warning: one potential drug reference. (Yes, I said ‘potential’ — it’s a little ambiguous, even to me πŸ˜…)




New Money




Tuesday 27 June 2023

Poetry: Answers






Answers


'Everything I've done
I've done for you
I move the stars for no-one'

- David Bowie, Within You (Labyrinth Soundtrack)




Art piece of a woman holding a crystal ball - tis very moody
Image by Brigitte Werner from Pixabay




Sunday 14 May 2023

Nerd Church - Short Story: Crystal Clarity

 


This story was originally published in the Promptly Written publication on Medium by yours truly, in response to the prompt 'Either dream or reality' from editor Ravyne Hawke.



Crystal Clarity


crystals hanging from the ceiling
Image by meineresterampe from Pixabay 


He stepped out onto the crystal deck. Unable — unwilling — to look through the refracted layers of light beneath his feet.

It seemed so fantastical. A miracle of modern craftsmanship and engineering, they called it. He hated it.

Layers of quartz and glass melded into one another to create this sturdy viewing platform, over the crater. It didn’t seem real. And yet… it was strong beneath him. Physical.

He wouldn’t look down, through the surface, the prism, the light. Instead he looked across at the crater itself, ragged, raw, a bleeding wound on the landscape.

They told him the platform was very beautiful — stark contrast, they said, with the catastrophe it looked out upon. But he kept his eyes resolutely ahead, away from the glimpses of sublime achievement beneath him.

Beauty had no place here — not like this. No matter how much the tourists clicked and clacked across the quartz and crystal, oohing and ahing, he would not look down.

He wondered how many of them had even taken a videogram or a panoramiograph of the real attraction — the reason the platform was even here: the ugly crater which once held so many hopes, dreams, lives. None of them seemed to care.

They’ll tell people they visited this place. Not quite the truth.







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Sunday 16 April 2023

Nerd Church - Short Story: The Midday Sun

 


I have a bunch of stories from Medium that I was thinking about posting here once a month-ish, because why not? (Possibly gonna regret asking that! πŸ˜…)


This story was originally published by yours truly in the Promptly Written publication on Medium, for the following prompt, set by Ravyne Hawke:


‘Write a ‘moody’ piece around the following:

— a monumental decision
— confusion
— a fork in the road’




The Midday Sun


An artsy minimalist-looking illustration of telegraph poles and a large hot sun
Image by Ruben from Pixabay 

Wednesday 29 March 2023

Sunday 26 March 2023

Nerd Church - Short Story: A Broken Princess



This is a (very) short story, first published by yours truly in the Medium publication EwhyE after I found it languishing in an old notebook.


Content warning: refs. to violence/murder. 

Also whatever spell my mother put on me to stop me from swearing doesn't seem to work on fiction, so this is quite sweary - and without *'s for once!



artsy crown
Image by Ruth Archer from Pixabay 

Tuesday 20 December 2022

Micropoetry - October + November 2022

More Micropoetry!

And yes, this covers both October and November, because I decided to combine them for... efficiency. Yeah, let's call it efficiency. πŸ˜…

As always, the poetry will be in the alt-text of the images for those using screen readers, with / marks for the line breaks.

Sunday 30 October 2022

Micropoetry - August + September 2022

Yes, I know it's the end of October.

It took me a while to sort the graphics out - just the way it goes sometimes, I don't know what to tell you.

(By the way, you will be getting a Micropoetry post for my October Micropoetry soon (...ish))


Shall we get some Micropoetry, though, yeah?

Come on then! (Lol.)

As always, for those using screen-readers, the poetry is in the alt-text, with / marks showing line breaks.



28th August // And what comes then? / When / I've pulled my / mud-drip / bedraggled /frame / through your / obstacle course. / What / happens next? / Do I get to rest? / Or will there / be / another test?

Wednesday 14 September 2022

Poetry: The Girl on Stage

This poem was first published in the Medium publication The Brain Is A Noodle (TBIAN), for the prompt 'What do you feel when you or your favourite musicians are on stage?' set by Lucy Dan (editor of TBIAN)


The Girl on Stage


Silhouetted girl in the spotlight

Tuesday 30 August 2022

Poetry: Who Is She?

 

This poem was first published in the Medium publication The Brain Is A Noodle (TBIAN), for the prompt 'is writing a source of income for you? or more a hobby? or both? How do you balance these roles?' set by Lucy Dan (editor of TBIAN)


Who Is She?


A woman in the middle of a woods surrounded by will o' the wisps - it's all very fantasy art
Image by Artie_Navarre from Pixabay 

Wednesday 20 July 2022

Poetry: Forge


Poetry time dearest nerdlets!

This poem was first published in the Medium publication The Brain Is A Noodle (TBIAN), for the prompt 'Slow Consumption' set by Lucy Dan (editor of TBIAN)



Forge

I'm ready now...


molten metal being poured in a foundry



Let the fire come
I’m gonna let it burn

Monday 27 June 2022

Micropoetry - April + May 2022

 

Micropoetry time! (Yay!)

So, I only wrote one piece of micropoetry in April, and one in May. 

The April one is haiku... because sometimes my brain provides me with haikus *shrugs*

As always, if you're using a screen-reader, the poetry itself is in the alt-text of the graphics, and line-breaks are marked by / marks.

Wednesday 25 May 2022

Poetry: So. Easy.


Some more poetry for you my dearest nerdlets!

This poem was first published in the Medium publication The Brain Is A Noodle (TBIAN), for the prompt 'The Cost of Rest' set by Lucy Dan (editor of TBIAN)

But, of course, my Dora Reads nerdlets must not be allowed to miss out on my poetry-ness! Lol.




Tuesday 19 April 2022

Micropoetry - March 2022

 

All my Micropoetry from March!

...I have literally no clue where either of these came from. 

Should I blame the universe again? Yeah, why not let's blame the universe again.

The universe made me write these! Including the haiku! (Lol.)

Tuesday 22 March 2022

Poetry: Courage

 

I originally wrote this poem and published it on Medium -

- because Iris B. Stehn over there was doing a writing prompt, so I wrote it for that.

I figured I'd share it here so that you could all see it too, 'cos I'm nice like that. 😊


rainbow-coloured artsy swirl