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June 2003

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Hundreds of years ago…

…these poppies last flowered. Since then, they have lain undisturbed in the soil. Last summer work started on the last section of the Bicester ringroad – now, the verges are blood red with colour… I think I make this one…

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Two minds?

My mind is bursting with ideas and enthusiasm for how my novel should go from this point on, the stories that can be told on the journey north, the ghosts of Helen a few weeks earlier, and what the *fish…

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Excellent News!

My domain transfer from Advent to OpenHosting for Shepline has finally been activated – and you can see the new site with (previously) unseen functionality. For some reason the simple act of moving webhosts means that my referrers script is…

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Poetry and other words…

There should be a collection of poetry and other writings from a writers weekend in Cragg Vale some nine years ago – an ecletic mix of pieces – available in the anthologies section of shepline. However, they are loaded on…

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Late night thoughts…

(upon a novel) The journey to the north. Ben’s orignal plans were to find somewhere to stay over in Akureyri when he gets there. Hanna knows someone – school friend, now living/studying at Hölar. She contacts him – they are…

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Late night thoughts…

(upon a novel) The journey to the north. Ben’s orignal plans were to find somewhere to stay over in Akureyri when he gets there. Hanna knows someone – school friend, now living/studying at Hölar. She contacts him – they are…

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Blood & Fire: a work in progress

Duration: Four months (of which two months September-October 2001) Pages: 76 Words: 20, 251 Chapters: 2 Paragraphs: 617 Lines: 1,931 This is going to be the one. I can feel it. I can sense it. It has a certain life…

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Blood & Fire: a work in progress

Duration: Four months (of which two months September-October 2001) Pages: 76 Words: 20, 251 Chapters: 2 Paragraphs: 617 Lines: 1,931 This is going to be the one. I can feel it. I can sense it. It has a certain life…

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Yesterday

It was my Gran’s funeral. Just me, my Mum and Dad, and my brother at Bournemouth cremetorium to say our farewells. And it was my first funeral – I didn’t go to my grandad’s because at the last minute my…

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Yesterday

It was my Gran’s funeral. Just me, my Mum and Dad, and my brother at Bournemouth cremetorium to say our farewells. And it was my first funeral – I didn’t go to my grandad’s because at the last minute my…

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Songwriting…

No. Don’t worry, I’m not about to make an asault on the next eurovision competition … I’m just trying to get inside the creative head of Hanna Katla and write some of the lyrics that she is to write in…

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Songwriting…

No. Don’t worry, I’m not about to make an asault on the next eurovision competition … I’m just trying to get inside the creative head of Hanna Katla and write some of the lyrics that she is to write in…

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