Sunday, 27 October 2013

clocks go back

At this juncture,
every so often,
we let our clocks call out
that time does not exist
and we submit
(allow them power),
to jump-start us into early darkness
bring hibernation to the spirit,
and rise and rest
at the nick of their ticking;

so let the blackness settle
our moods are drawing in,
to hide in caves of comfort,
heating tired feet and minds,
mourning our loss,
afraid to let the light from inside
or celebrate the death of life reborn,
when living through the passing of the night...

Once in a while,
let your clocks go back
and back
and back,
to black and white,
listen to their sighs,
read the silence in their eyes,
glean wisdom from the wise, 
who let their clocks insist
that time did not exist...

Friday, 25 October 2013

The One Show 10 word story competition

 Here in the UK, we have a programme called "The One Show" and they are running a competition this week. Write a story in ten words. Sounds simple. I marvelled at the example of  Hemmingway's concise six words which reveal so much with such brevity and poignancy. 

I posted this in case any bloggers fancied entering or trying your hand at a ten word story. I spent much of the afternoon trying to come up with something. It was difficult!

Read all about the competition below:
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Can you write a story in just 10 words?

Richard & Judy are on the show next Wednesday to talk about their search for a new bestselling author. So we thought we’d see if we could find the best writers amongst our One Show audience.

So since it’s said that Ernest Hemmingway once wrote a “novel” in only six words

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We thought we’d ask you to send us in your stories in just ten words.They can be in any genre; love, horror or suspense, they just have to be ten words long.

So get writing and send us your very short stories. Send it with your name, age and where you are from. email us on or post it here. Get creative....

And, here's my attempt (in less than ten words)

Stars of David surrendered, herded into shower blocks, we...


White trash-lovers, Freaks for all they’re worth, Anarchy in beady, brazen faces, Seizing stares, Standing ground...