bagpuss (57)in #writing • 5 years agoOut Of Office: A Short And Twisted TaleI am out of the office until the 12th June - I will respond to your message when I return. It had become a standing…bagpuss (57)in #writing • 5 years agoAll Those Coins: A Short and Twisted Tale'So what happened to him then?' Mike looked out the window at the vagrant rooting in the trash outside the mall.…bagpuss (57)in #writing • 5 years agoPizza and Wine: a short and twisted tale'Hey Honey!' He pushed open the door with one hand, the other clasping an overfull shopping bag. Setting the bag…bagpuss (57)in #writing • 5 years agoThe Attic: a short and twisted taleI hoisted myself into the attic. It was warm from the baking summer sun. Dust motes glinted in the air. As always…bagpuss (57)in #writing • 5 years agoShort Reads: Aerosmith'Is that an Aerosmith t-shirt?' Sneered the passenger across from me. His tone was disparaging, his face too. 'Yes…bagpuss (57)in #writing • 5 years agoMinute Reads: A trouble sharedHe fixed the sticky label to his milk carton and stepped back, smiling at his handiwork. The worktop was cluttered…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 6 years agoMinute Reads: LossThe house was so empty and still. Cold even. I knew I shouldn't miss her but I did. Even after all this time. Wounds…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 6 years agoMinute-Reads: FreedomThe sun was just beginning to crest the trees. He was already awake. Standing in the field out back. Staring at the…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 6 years agoMinutes-Reads: GoodnightI came to bed late. Swaying up the stairs as if at sea. When I reached the landing I had to stop. Gather myself. The…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 6 years agoMinutes-Reads: Last TrainHe walked wearily along the train platform. His was the next train. Despite his tiredness, the unfamiliar style of…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 6 years agoMinute-Reads: RuinedHe hurried home, there was a curious quality to the air and it made him feel nervous. As it came into view he paused…bagpuss (57)in #writing • 7 years agoFifty Words Challenge: My ForestSource My second entry into the great #fiftywords challenge. It's a lot of fun. See the outline post here-…bagpuss (57)in #fiftywords • 7 years agoBy The Nightsource Gone were the days I could land whatever catch I wanted. No, those damn quotas had ruined all that. Now I…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 7 years agoMinute-Reads: The Right PlaceThe next stop for this train is... The announcement broke up into static. William looked around in bewilderment.…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 7 years agoMinute-Reads: Out of OfficeI am out of the office until the 12th June - I will respond to your message when I return. It had become a standing…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 7 years agoMinute-Reads: All Those Coins'So what happened to him then?' Mike looked out the window at the vagrant rooting in the trash outside the mall.…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 7 years agoMinute-Reads: Pizza and Wine'Hey Honey!' He pushed open the door with one hand, the other clasping an overfull shopping bag. Setting the bag…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 7 years agoMinute-Reads: The AtticI hoisted myself into the attic. It was warm from the baking summer sun. Dust motes glinted in the air. As always…bagpuss (57)in #fiction • 7 years agoMinute-Reads: Aerosmith'Is that an Aerosmith t-shirt?' Sneered the passenger across from me. His tone was disparaging, his face too. 'Yes…bagpuss (57)in #introduceyourself • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.An Introduction to a Saggy Old Cloth Cat with a penchant for telling storiesGood day. May I introduce myself? I am a writer of short prose which I hope will fascinate and by turn entertain…
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