On Writing, 90

If you want to write. Fiction or non-fiction. A block-buster or a slim volume of poetry, commit to grabbing those small chunks of time. Waiting for an appointment, twenty minutes on the train, even while coffee is brewing. Every word helps a sentence. Every sentence helps the paragraph. Every paragraph helps build a chapter. Chapters create your magnum opus.

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Coming Soon. Love, Life and Legacy:  three short stories.

The Time Machine: what would it be like if you discovered your very own functional but limited use time machine?;

In Memoriam, Mr. Rock Star:  ‘What Makes the Most Money for This Business? Dead Rock Stars.’ Courtney Love.

La Résistance: It’s 1940. It’s Paris.

A shadow fell, Jacques looked up from his newspaper, balanced his Gauloises Caporal and opened the door.

‘Merci. Et bonjour, Jaques,’ said Alain.
‘Ca va?’ He added.
‘Oui, ca va.’ Replied Jaques ‘Good to see you.’ He closed the door, scanning the street as he did.
‘And you.’ Replied Alain.

A well-practised move saw Jacques retrieve his cigarette before it began to burn the Formica table-top; he turned the barbershop chair and invited Alain to sit.

‘A good week?’ asked Jaques.
‘I’m here!’ Smiled Alain as he stared at the matches.
‘The projects went well?’
He nodded silently. The shop was empty, but they were paranoid.