Where Moments Change Other Moments: March 2015

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Ethel, Bobby, Jackie and Jack-illustrated
tiny drawings

I made nine tiny drawings and posted them around Hastings Old Town and if you find one you can have...
This morning I thought

I have taken all the words you've spoken and laid them in lines along the floor. Rearranged each one and moved them next to a word t...
Gwyneth

All of the furniture is white. She pushed for that when they bought the house. White walls, white armchairs, white candles lined up like sol...
Invisible Lines, part two

Here are the second set of stories in the series. Katy chose Edward Hoppers 1940 painting 'Gas' and our interpretations are be...
Angela Lansbury

It was almost as though she were there again, the room around her disappearing, his voice melting like rice paper on her tongue. Her m...
Gym

I caught myself in the middle of a lie yesterday as I stretched at the gym, a top knot on my head tied in a heap with strands of my own unwa...
Some place else, anywhere else.

He's on the tube now. He sits there, everyday in the third carriage, sweater on, thermos of vegetable soup tucked between his legs. Th...
Jan and the moon

How silly she felt for resenting the sky. And how little it mattered, she supposed. She doubted even that she ever really did; it’d just be...
Sixteen

It's quite possible that in the decade that has passed since the Summer I turned sixteen the sharp edges of the weeks I spent about town...