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'Twas the night before ChristmasAnd all through the houseNot a creature was stirringNot even a mouse...' These are the opening lines of 'A Visit from St. Nicholas' written by Clement C. Moore in 1823: a true children's classic Christmas story told in verse. Childhood is (or certainly should be) a magical time. And Christmas (for... Continue Reading →
I am grateful to have my work published at the following sites today: Sarah writes poems - 'Wintertide.'Spillwords Press - 'Incensed.' 'Wintertide' - Day 16 in Sarah's Poetry Advent Calendar Sarah Connor, poet, writer and bartender at dVerse has put together an absolutely fantastic advent calendar featuring poems for every day of December until Christmas... Continue Reading →
We all know the tale of the Knight Erasmuskilled by a fateful canon-ballwhile blithely obeying the call of naturebut who knows the tale of his lady love?- Perhaps no one at all but I know the tale of Erasmus' lovermet by moonlight, under darkness' spellfor only beneath that black velvet coverof nightcould such a deep... Continue Reading →
The inglenook is found withinthe interstices of many an English Innwhere many a weary traveller such as Ihave beengrateful of the warm fireside where flames beginto kindle the creative mind, in whispering:‘Firebrand, with pen in hand…begin again.’ © Experimentsinfiction 2020, All Rights Reserved Linda is hosting dVerse Quadrille tonight, and she has challenged us to... Continue Reading →
Join us for another visit to Don from Down Under today, who's mate (Skip?) is feeling the urge whilst driving in the bush, before things take a more serious turn. Visit The Flippant, Comic, and Serious for more comedic poetry with a serious and thought-provoking twist. Urge Was out in bush the other dayDriving with... Continue Reading →
I have never been very good at the everyday. For me, the whole of life needs to be a challenge: I don't tidy up, I 'revolutionise my living space.' I don't want to go for a relaxing stroll in the park, I want to climb a mountain. I don't just wash the dishes, I...well, I... Continue Reading →
Snow has fallen on our land. The first snow of winter. The children rejoice, for finally they have the world outside as their playground. Though I delight in their play, my heart is heavy for I know that soon I must make my pilgrimage to Father Winter in the Highlands. Father Winter controls the weather... Continue Reading →
I'm taking a break from Slovene Cuisine this week to bring you my first ever 'Experiment in Taste.' I know that I have several sober-heroes amongst my regular readers, so I wanted to share with you the recipes I've been using to make my favourite traditional British Christmas bakes minus the alcohol. Alchohol-free Traditional Christmas... Continue Reading →
As we are locked down within our borough at present, I sometimes worry about these posts getting a bit monotonous. Thankfully the weather is providing variety as the landscape does not look set to change for weeks to come. I could write about places I've visited in the past, but I think this kind of... Continue Reading →
This week's challenge was to write a free verse poem, and, judging by the response, everyone who took part enjoyed setting their creative spirits free. I certainly enjoyed reading all of this week's entries, which though diverse in subject were united in the beauty of their poetic flow. Our judge for this week's challenge is... Continue Reading →
Experiments in Fiction 