Listless is no more – for Friday Fictioneers
your fences leave me here alone defenceless I’m cast away to wait outside for you to change ceaseless lingering, I stay but from inside I smell decay and cheerless attitudes […]
your fences leave me here alone defenceless I’m cast away to wait outside for you to change ceaseless lingering, I stay but from inside I smell decay and cheerless attitudes […]
After a week vacation I’m back with a 100 word story in Friday Fictioneers. Very nice picture, and I have a long time been eager to write a Science Fiction […]
In this week Friday Fictioneers Rochelle shares one of Rich Voza’s picture with us. Somehow I thought it was time to write a sonnet with you this week. No twist […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis