He’d been up since 4. Been working since 5. Slicing his hands and having his shins battered just to dig a big dirt hole by some village in bumfuck nowhere. The money was alright. But didn’t feel worth spending nights in a freezing porter cabin, to half wake up from a half-sleep before the sun. … Continue reading Chocolate Cake
Billy Blake spent his time on the playground stood by a hedge. Pulling leaves off it. Every day. Every minute of break time. He was content. It gave him time to think. Time to map out his plan. To become a doctor, and an engineer, and a chef and one of those people who drives … Continue reading Billy Blake
I've set up this page as a place to showcase my writing and an easy answer to "Oh yeah? What sort of stuff do you write then?" My hope is that this can help me hone my writing skills and utilise any potential hate mail for what's good and what needs improvement. Expect to see … Continue reading Rob, what is this ‘Word Gravy’ thing you’ve done?
Word Gravy 