It is just a Word

1. Let's do this. 2. I feel very Obama '08 right now. I want to chant YES WE CAN to myself over and over. Because I can do it. I can...

Ugh. Yep, that word pretty much sums up January in a nutshell, doesn't it? Although I am looking forward to the gasping breath of relief...

Firstly you should know that this is a novel I have been working on for some time. Three years in fact. Second, this chapter has been...

Warning: This article may make you want to pull the following face... I’m here. I’m at that point in your life. The point that everyone...

Mark Twain once said: ‘Write what you know’ and it is something that has echoed around my writerly conscious for a long time. Write about...

Up until recently, I had disregarded audio books. I did not think they fulfilled the sensory experience that came from reading a book...

Published in The Very Best of 81 Words She stared from above the crib, the pillow pressed against her aching chest; every morning the...

Pequeña The powder her papa holds in the Casa-Ley freezer bag is white. The white stuff, she calls it. When she asks him what it is he...

She named him Jack after the bottle of whisky she drowned herself in whilst he, bloody and screaming, slipped out from between her thighs...

I don’t want the stars anymore, Scratch them out of the night sky, like faults and freckles on the darkest skin, Throw them in the...