All posts tagged Prose

Doors: An extract

Today I treated myself to a celebratory sit down, five minutes of contemplative silence and a hot vanilla coffee. The occasion? I finished formatting the Doors manuscript. Finally. I still have the printing and arranging to contend with (it’s not exactly your regular, garden variety novel, so there are a few extra bits and pieces [...]

Rain

I’m rifling through old notebooks, ripping out blank pages so I can paperclip them together and scribble Doors-related absurdities here, there and everywhere. So far I’ve found a crumbling sketch of Ruley and Jared T. Carrot that made me come over all emotional, as well as this little piece I cannot remember writing. Enjoy? Rain   The city [...]