She said, it had been traumatic. She said, not traumatic like explosions or being in a war. She hadn’t been buried alive or anything. It wasn’t that sort of traumatic. She said, if she didn’t talk about it she’d go… Read More ›
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#LockdownLit: One Hell of an Evening
Max thumped his steering wheel. “Come on.” In the distance, the traffic lights changed from red to amber to green but the line of cars barely moved. They were backed up as far as he could see, in front and… Read More ›
#LockdownLit: Early Days
Andrea said to me, our life is too shallow. I said, define shallow. She said, when you wake up what do you think about? I said, what shirt to put on. She laughed. See? I said, okay, let’s talk deep…. Read More ›
#LockdownLit: The Beast
Before dishwashers became a standard feature in most people’s kitchens, every town had at least one crockery cleaning kiosk located near a car-park or taxi rank, or within easy reach of public transport. In those days it was common during… Read More ›
#LockdownLit: The Fire-Diver’s Assistant
The fire-diver was called Gregory, and I assisted him by chalking arrows on the walls of seaside towns; writing things like This Way To See The Great Fire-Diver – Three O’Clock, or, It’s The Greatest Show On Earth – Don’t… Read More ›
JAMES ELLIS in words 