It’s time for a change and time to say goodbye

I have been thinking of this for a while, and I have finally made the decision that it is time for me to move on and it is time to say goodbye. You may think this is a decision that I have made suddenly, but it isn’t. I have been thinking of this for a…

Goodnight, We love you.

When I was growing up one of my favourite tv shows was Frasier, so it was upsetting to see the news at the beginning of the week that John Mahoney, who played Martin Crane, died on Sunday. Over the last few years there have been a lot of celebrity deaths, but this is the only…

Goodbye my friend

Today I lost a friend. One of the few people who I could tell anything to, one of my best friends. And I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye properly. She has gone off to work on a scientific expedition to Antarctica and won’t be back for about a year. I don’t know…

Is it the beginning on an invasion?

There is an epidemic in this world. So far there has been inadequate investigation into this mystery. Also substandard action taken against them. Today I say no more and I am launching my own investigation, I may not survive, if not, tell my friends, family and especially my daughter I love them. These may be…

All Good Things….. (The Nurse Part Two)

[This is a follow-up to one of my first stories, The Nurse, it picks up about six months after the events of that story. I wanted to return to these characters to see what happened to them since that meeting which was hot and intense. This is what happened next. On a side note, this…

Goodbye

They met at the station for the last time. Standing looking, longingly at each other “I love you.” She said. “I love you too, I always will. That’s why I have to step aside.” Sharing one last kiss as the train started to leave He watched tears in his eyes.   [I have just written…

I’m just done

I am thinking about giving up. Recently I have had no motivation to write, I have had no time to do it, and everything I have tried to write has been garbage. It is feeling forced and like I’m not enjoying it anymore. Writing used to be an escape for me, a way to deal…