Article – Dancing On My Own

The DJ’s set began at 9:30pm. The Disco/House/Techno beats are banging and as lively as the DJ himself, whose body ripples and pulses in time with each track. Wine in hand I join the dance floor early, standing alone in the centre of the dark room I begin to move along with him, mirroring his... Continue Reading →

50 Words: November

I took part again, in The Scottish Book Trusts monthly 50 word flash-fiction competition. Alas, I still haven't won, but rest assured I will keep trying until I have won that mug which is offered as first prize. The following is my entry for November: A haze hovered above bodies, pressed together, writhing with frenetic... Continue Reading →

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