A Short Story: Laureate of an American Lowlife

A short story dedicated to the life of Charles Bukowski. Based on the following writing prompt: Strangers at a bus stop, trying to mind their business, are persistently engaged with by a chatty, seemingly homeless, man. The ridicule that came alongside refusing to follow the values which society held was what demoralised him. He didn’t mind the fact that he was different to those who … Continue reading A Short Story: Laureate of an American Lowlife

A Short Story: Desolation

Based on image prompt here. Everything opposing me was unapologetically urban. For as far as I could see, there wasn’t a single sign of life that wasn’t human; no trees, no blossoming flowers and no restless weeds attempting to fill the cracks in the pavement. Only monoliths of concrete soaring from each sidewalk in the same, ceaseless arrangement. I enjoyed my nights here because even … Continue reading A Short Story: Desolation

Make Your Interests Part of Your Daily Routine

Needless to say, writing has taken a backseat in my life for the past two days – this makes me sad, but timekeeping has never been something that I’m good at. This weekend has felt like a rodeo bull and I haven’t known whether I’ve been coming or going for most of it. Work has been long and my hours in the outside world have been Continue reading “Make Your Interests Part of Your Daily Routine”