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Short Fiction: Antonia’s Thank-You Letter
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Carol Carman’s Writing Club Prompt: D is for Date
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Short Fiction: Why Grandad Never Wore A Watch
The front of the matchbox had a red background, with blue and white detailing in the corners, and in the middle was a white oval showing a blue drawing of a steam ship, which, curiously, also had rigging for sails. My grandad said it was a Victorian battleship called HMS Devastation, and he told me…
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Carol Carman’s Writing Club Prompt: C is for Clock
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Short Fiction: The Melville
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Carol Carman’s Writing Club Prompt: B is for Bottle
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Short Fiction: The Portrait
So I says to Frankie, ‘How do I look Frankie?’ and he says, ‘Bellissima, doll, Bellissima!’ which me giggle, and I’m already like a cat with two tails because Frankie’s spent a cartload of money hiring that Leonardo da Vinci to do me portrait. He’s so generous, my Frankie. Anyway, it’d taken me a couple…
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Carol Carman’s Writing Club Prompt: A is for Art
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Memoir: Bikes
Sometimes parents have to disappoint their children. And the younger you are when you are disappointed, the longer you have to brood about it and chew it over at family reunions. Take bikes. Dad would not let my brother and me have two-wheelers. Our terraced street which was a favourite haunt of driving instructors and…
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Carol Carman’s Writing Club Prompt: Free week