Friday, 25 November 2011


After a hiatus that would have made even The Eagles blush, a return to Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge.

This week's word - LUCKY

Bad luck, he thought, had absolutely nothing to do with it. He knew they meant well, but every time a friend offered that meaningless phrase over a drink at the bar it served only to remind him how small a part luck had played in everything. His fall from grace had been spectacular, but he knew well that he had been its architect. Sometimes he wondered if perhaps in some perverted way he’d wanted it to happen. But he knew for sure it wasn’t bad luck that had got him here. If anything, he was lucky still to be alive. 

Friday, 4 November 2011


The briefest perusal of this website will quickly confirm that its owner is far from prolific. 8 posts in the 7 months since its inception is not a good return. Indeed, a closer inspection of the site reveals that not only am I not prolific, I lack imagination, relying solely as I do, on the prompts of the delightful Velvet Verbosity.

And yet despite these damning statistics, I have the gall to present Trifecta, a brand new writing challenge where I ask you to do something I haven't been able to do myself: participate in a weekly writing challenge. But someone who has absolutely every right to ask you to participate is Lisa Harvey, my co-conspirator. She writes at Seeking Elevation and is prolific, imaginative and quite brilliant. And together, we've created Trifecta.

So what is Trifecta? It's a writing challenge where every Tuesday, starting on November 15th, we give you a word and ask you to check its third definition in Merriam Webster's online dictionary. Then, in no less than 33 words and in no more than 333, you write a creative response using the given word. You submit your work of art via the link on our home page and every week we choose the best submission and post that entry on the site.

It's that simple.

So simple, you might say, that even I could do it.

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

The Photograph

Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge - FORGETTING

I'm tired. Physically, I'm tired. But more, I'm tired of what I've become. I look around the tiny apartment, its lack of soul underscored by the smells and sounds drifting up from the busy Bangkok street below. Nothing in the apartment is mine. Nothing in the apartment is me. Shattered, I slump on the bed. Again, I reach into my pocket and pull out the crumpled photograph: the two of us with our girls on the beach, only six months before I left them.

Accepting what my life has become is not easy. Forgetting what it once was is impossible.