B!tches, Backstabbing and Betrayal . . .

Sunday 9 September 2018 I should stick to what I know. I should stick to trusting my instinct. And I should definitely stick to what life has taught me in the past because that sh!t is real. It’s tried, true … Continue reading →

Sleep No More – Part 5 . . .

Sunday 26 – Thursday 30 August 2018 Their coffee, poured more than an hour before, had cooled. Their discussion had not. Vincent was trying to get his head around how they could end up in each other’s dreams; Nyssa was … Continue reading →

Sleep No More – Part 4 . . .

Sunday 19 – Monday 20 August 2018 He hadn’t moved this fast in months. Nyssa’s distraught voice at the other end of the phone forced him into action. For the first time since the dreams began, Vincent was getting out … Continue reading →

Sleep No More – Part 3 . . .

Saturday 11 – Sunday 12 August 2018 Nyssa screamed herself awake. Her mind raced. What was the last thing she remembered? The terror of the previous night flooded back and sat heavy in her chest. ‘Oh God,’ she cried. Sitting … Continue reading →

Sleep No More – Part 2 . . .

Saturday 28 – Sunday 29 July 2018 ‘BREAKFAST!’ Clara’s voice grated on his nerves, especially when she yelled. He hid his head underneath his pillow, hoping to block out any further hint of her voice. ‘Vincent, breakfast is ready.’ Her … Continue reading →

Sleep No More – Part 1 . . .

Sunday 22 July 2018 She snuggled down, enveloped herself in the sheets, blankets and thick quilt, and closed her eyes. Nyssa’s nights began the same way now – hoping that her sleep would be devoid of dreams. But it wouldn’t … Continue reading →

When We Were Young . . .

Friday 13 July 2018   We were sad of getting old It made us restless Oh, I’m so mad I’m getting old It makes me reckless (When We Were Young: Adele Adkins, Tobias Jesso Jr.) Yeah, sorry, this post isn’t … Continue reading →