Monthly Archives: July 2017

A Hailstorm in Summer

Continuing the time-slip story, Can of Worms, a 16 year old girl’s rune-aided hunt for a serial-killer . . . Read on “Þe! Run-frea!” The words came from my mouth yet it wasn’t me spoke them. Wasn’t even my voice. … Continue reading

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Beside the . . . Sea?

Living on the coast, it’s easy for me to walk down to the beach on these hot July days. Yet I don’t. I prefer to be out of the noise—the babies crying, kids yelling and screaming, parents shouting, amusement arcades … Continue reading

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Horse Whispers

The road from Great Yarmouth to Norwich crosses the former ‘Great Estuary’, now better known as the Halvergate marshes. Travelling by bus, I’m free to gaze out the window, to enjoy the serenity of this landscape, dotted with windmills, with … Continue reading

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Woden

Continuing the time-slip story, Can of Worms, a 16 year old girl’s rune-aided hunt for a serial-killer . . . Read on I woke to find Woden outside my window, peering in at me, his light so bright it reached … Continue reading

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The Bug with the Bulging Thighs

It’s taken me a week to find the name of this bug. And, lo! it’s so descriptive: Swollen-thighed Beetle (Oedemera nobilis) Apparently, this is the male of the species—the female sports more slender, typically beetle, thighs. I don’t know what … Continue reading

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Guillan

Continuing the time-slip story, Can of Worms, a 16 year old girl’s rune-aided hunt for a serial-killer . . . Read on Guillan’s voice bears a calling-charm which enchants and enfolds her. It pulls here towards him whether she wills … Continue reading

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A Desire That Drives

Continuing the time-slip story, Can of Worms, a 16 year old girl’s rune-aided hunt for a serial-killer . . . Read on I heard my name, not called, not said, but thought. I looked up from reading the book on … Continue reading

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