It has been a while since my last blog. Been busy, self publishing some books: "Relentless Realities" - A collection of poems "Images -...

My new book, a novella entitled "Distorted Lens" will be coming out in e-book format and paperback in August 2021 and will be available...

This virus has been around in the country for so long, I am thinking of charging it rent, but it says it wants my city as a freehold. I...

The idea of the devil has become so sexy in today’s movie culture; depicted as something so present in everyday life.

This short story is about where the ideas come from when you are trying to create an image using words. The title and the image has a...

I do not normally get involved in pointless conversations or discourses about Black History as it normally makes me sad. Why? I hear you...

It was another one of those days. They seemed to follow me wherever I go. I get up early in the morning, and it is my intention to do good.

Hope you are all well. I have taken a bit of a break from my short stories for a while , whilst I was concentrating on marketing my new...

After 3 years of writing, editing and publishing, my second book is on sale today!! This book has been a labour of love and has taken me...

I Have not written much about the 8.46 seconds and the killing of George. Too traumatic. I have not said much about the marches and the...

Well, we have come to the end of the Distractions and I hope you enjoyed them as much as I have enjoyed writing them. Thank you for all...

Thank you for the enthusiastic responses to some of the short stories, over the last 12 days. Really appreciated the comments and...

I mean, she obviously knew there was a problem. Otherwise, I would not have been sitting here in the freezing cold for so long waiting..

September was a great month for most of the trees in the park.

I wrote a message on the Pret A Manger napkin and passed it quietly to the lady sitting in front of me.

It was a cold October evening. The previous Fridays had been nice and warm. It seemed as if the last days of the Indian summer were going,

I do not really think that teaching the words of my God is toil.

I don’t know about you, but I am getting bored, the virus is winning. There is no money in it, yet for the politicians, so they have...

Just sharing this one from my brother Seymour as the COVID-19 tsunami rages across the planet. Makes you think. He has a submission with...

My granddaughter sent me this beautiful poem of identity this morning, and I was so bowled over with it, I just thought I would share it...