http://www.legendarydartmoor.co.uk/widde2-fair.htm Tom Pearce. Tom Pearce, lend me your grey mare, All along, down along, out along lee, For I want for to go to Widdecombe Fair, Wi’ Bill Brewer, Jan Stewer, Peter Gurney, Peter Davy, Dan’l Whiddon, Harry Hawk, old uncle Tom Cobley and all, old Uncle Tom Cobley and all. And when shall I see again my grey mare? All […]
Category / Fiction (flash)
Weekly Tuesday story from a song lyric, seemed like the obvious choice this week, so I’ve tried to make it obscure..ish. It was valentine morning and Wendy jumped into the shower early. She had a nine o’clock meeting, so it was important to get off to a good start to the day, but, more importantly […]
The alarm pulled Gary into the world of Tuesday. 6am and he knew there was a long day ahead. ‘A good breakfast, that’s the secret, that’ll keep me going all day long.’ He scrambled the eggs, then sat and gazed out on the Chicago skyline as he planned his route. He knew where he would […]
Another favourite song turned into a story. Can you guess the song? (I think this one is a bit too obvious really) I finished work early and got the tube home, same as usual. The lights are shining bright when I step off the escalator and emerge into Mepham Street. There are people everywhere, busying […]
Another favourite song: It was a grey day, one of those murky, miserable mornings when you just don’t want to go to work. The heavy clouds raced across the sky and James had to pull his fleece jacket close. He turned the corner into Procter Street just as the heavens opened. “Aw, come on you […]
On Tuesdays, I am going to post some creative writing. I’ll take the lyrics of a song each week and create a story from them. Sometimes I may tell you the song, sometimes not. I’m not sure about that yet. Comments always welcome. The idea is to get some writing practice. The Friday blog will […]