Category: Fiction

It is early.  Spring morning.  Uncharacteristically warm.  Sky unblemished. February shadows. Early season shrubs still stretching from a winter sojourn. Bare chested branches breach my view. Watching. The distant orange glow of candle burns bright against Victorian building bricks. And still just watching. The candle colours.

After the Wedding ceremonies have been completed Derry finds herself at Jivraj’s house

It was just a journey.  A period in time.  Before you started to look much older.  A house on a hill. A coastal view.  An empty space filled.  Days that led to weeks and some months.  Late spring into early summer.  Darkness progressively fading.  There were some bright blue skies and seas.  These colours would fill days.  Boundaries between morning […]

I’ll see how this goes before I post part 3

It is the earliest of memories.  Two or three years into life.  Embryonic.  Alone.  Outside.  Walking.  It feels like early to mid afternoon.  Blue sky above.  Some clouds.  Maybe summer.  Maybe not.   A definite perception of freedom.  Genuinely alone.  A way of escape.  A child with a map.  Does twenty four or thirty six months give you consciousness?  A place […]