Update: 30th June

ddIt’s not intentional, i promise you, but the inner workings of my mind seem to have a morbid – albeit highly irreverent – fascination with death.

Weird and wonderfully obtuse ideas just pop into my head, and before i even really know what i’m doing, i’ve written yet another story about it. No doubt, some smart Alec shrink will read something into that, something to do with a depraved childhood, i daresay.

Not that i care, and neither should you. Take a look at my latest and maybe next time someone says the words ‘at death’s door’, it’ll bring a smile to your lips. That would be kinda cool!

s. x

That long black cloud is comin’ down
I feel I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.
Selig – Knocking on Heaven’s Door

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