The Author's Bin – A miscellany

A Lack of Professionalism Thrillseeker The Factory Baffling Source[ry] Networking The White Hart Operation The Beast Craves Entertainment God’s Woot Special The Common Path Pooh Sticks Evening Out On writing a Eulogy in a Churchyard An Anathema of Wheat Captain’s Breakfast We Gave Up Alcohol Gorgoneia The Teacher’s Quandary Running Man Downfall Networking II I’m not in the Olympics Heat Travellator Seasons’ Sons The Appointments Worth Words Estuary Adonai Perfect Persons Darling’s Dance Dear Deer The Beast Board Games White on Grey A Jolly Romp In The RAMM* Cut Flowers Madeleine Nosferatu Midgard Omphaloskepsis Luverlee Juberlee The Beast was at a Poetry Cafe Imposter Syndrome The Tiger in the Bed Tragic Uncle Selfie High Steaks The Bird Cage The Sweet Shop at The End of the World Decoupling Gibbelins A Situation Wrack and Ruin Welcome to Patcham Sesostris Edith’s snake Sauce[ry]

~ Warning ~

This disclaimer should be far more in-your-face but my time is limited. This site catalogues the work of The Author – not myself. I am but a humble Boswell to that massive Johnson. I must emphasise these are not for everyone; possibly these are not for anyone but having spent so long cataloguing I cannot let them go gently. There will be raging. There will be swearing. There will be violent imagery and disturbing juxtapositions. As a taste, try this example of His style:

I prick my fingers on the keyboard’s quills
Dredging until a draught distils
Then to see what art I’ve got:
Its filthy stuff, I shit you not!
My eyes bulge at what I write
But the rhyme and scansion is sphincter-tight.
I write on grotesquely and prick away
God forbid it sees the light of day

If that leaves you wanting more, I question your judgement and welcome you to The Author’s Bin. Now read on…