642 Things – Arsenic
“Arsenic” (Source) The little bottle sits squarely in the middle of the table. The dark coloured glass masks what lurks inside. It could be anything really; something pleasant, something harmless, something nondescript. But then you see the label…
Musings from a Car Journey
(Source) The world outside rushes past, a blaze of colours and scenery. The road stretches out ahead, mile after mile of black tar with no end in sight, and no idea about all of it possible destinations. Greenery…
642 Things – The Sound of Silence
What is the sound of silence, and when did you last hear it? What was missing? (Source) Silence: (noun) Complete absence of sound (as defined by the Oxford English Dictionary). Silence has no sound,…
642 Things – The Hoodie
Describe an item of clothing you wear now that someday your son or daughter will want to own. What is it, and why will your child want to wear it in twenty years? She sits in a cosy…
Musings From Above The City
The city thrums with life, like a careful oiled machine. The streets criss-cross and intersect in a complex maze stretching almost to the horizon, full of hidden alleys and curves leading to dead ends, all too easy to…
642 Things – The Cleaning Lady
“The cleaning lady” (Source) Every day you pass her in the hall. Every day she wears the same uniform, the blue apron, so practical and nondescript. Every day she empties the bins, vacuums the floors, cleans the bathrooms…
642 Things – I Was Warned
I picked up a new book recently, called 642 Things to Write About, which does what it says in the title. It contains hundreds of writing prompts, which I plan to use and post on here. So here’s…
Musings From The Seaside
The air is ripe with the rich scent of sea salt, infused with candy floss and hot, greasy chips. The icy cold waves gently caress the shore, and the vast steely grey expanse of the ocean stretches back…
Musings From A Park In Spring
The sun beams down from overhead, illuminating the world and touching all with its warmth. The sky is a brilliant shade of blue, signalling the start of the summer months, and only a few wispy clouds drift lazily…
Musings From A Train Platform
Source The stream slowly eases its way through the landscape, taking a lazy saunter, propelled along by cool breaths of wind. Patches of pale green algae drift along on its surface, in no hurry to be on their…
