Published inScrittura·PinnedMember-onlyOn encountering the Highland CooObserving the wildlife above Loch Tay — Winding up above the water Nearing breakfast I was glad and like a child, sweetly saddened To be the giant to have to mind my step Round pockets of drop-laden spider web catchments off the beaten track, adjacent gossamery ferns.Poetry2 min readPoetry2 min read
Published inScrittura·PinnedMember-onlyWhose is it anyway?Notes on a life — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
PinnedMember-onlyYou can’t unsee it.Ladies and gents, my first novel. It is what it is. — Today, on my eldest sister’s birthday, another firstborn entered the cold light of day amid the Human collective of genetic wildcards. I’m talking about my first novel in a twisted, anthropomorphic way. And here it is! Why not read a chapter or two? I Love You, We Said: An autofiction Shared via Kindle. Description: After a disastrous year at work and some very bad thoughts, young writer Ben Human does…lire.amazon.frWriting3 min readWriting3 min read
Published inScrittura·6 days agoMember-onlyTodayA poem — Today, remember a day you spent with your father, a car was burnt to cheers, but failed to excite you, and instead a glider, towed behind an obscenely roaring plane was loosed and soared like your very soul, climbing the walls of heaven, and you knew yourself and touched the face of…Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inThe Power of Poetry·Nov 24Member-onlyA Prayer For The LivingA poem — Poetry1 min readPoetry1 min read
Published inThe Pro Files·Nov 23Member-onlyOpen Wide, New WriterSomething to help you see your true worth as a Medium writer — Hey new kid. ’Sup. Sit down, wise words to follow from an elder. And shh, trying to think. Now where the hell was I… Oh. So: I guess you’re pretty pissed off with Medium. OK, disappointed maybe. Confused then. Christ, just let me get going. Where was I. Oh. Medium’s…Medium3 min readMedium3 min read
Nov 22Member-onlyHelp A Buddy MoveOne real thing — The phone rang. Well, shit. The boys from Wellington were out of town. At their parents’, probably. Whereas I was out back in a two by one the size of my grave, asleep, when it rang. It could have been a broom closet, that room, when brooms dusted these halls…Autofiction5 min readAutofiction5 min read
Published inThe Pro Files·Nov 21Member-onlyI May Have to Read Some More New People to Boost my EarningsAll the old ones have left the room — A way-belated post that aged OK. I know better than to jump to conclusions. But what else have I got? Tony isn’t talking, and when he does it’s so self-conflicted it’s harmful to watch. The stats are volatile and meaningless. Rumours abound. There’s large-scale account fraud and they’re stealing our…3 min read3 min read
Nov 11So now I have stopped readingThe remarkably demoralising effect of slowing or negative growth in the number of people I follow — Here’s a stat I’d like to see from a platform priding itself on transparency, but then you could never accuse Medium of that, transparency. The stat, to veer back to the point, is as you guessed: year-on-year (or year over year, complete sans hyphens, as you yanks evidently have it)…Rabbit Bunnies2 min readRabbit Bunnies2 min read
