This is an earlier works of mine which was posted in as a link to FTP ( taken out by now ) and now reprinted in parts.
Please enjoy this while I complete my unfinished tales..... and task in life required to place the bread on my table.
Cheers
Creative writing is more of a compulsion to engage with yourself in a world of words, ideas, imagery. There are moments of hot exultation or prickly exasperated yet victorious expostulation when at last comes the right word, the rhyme that works or can yield surprise and pleasure. Thank you for sharing my engagement into those words. .
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