#yeswereplican

I gently touch my forehead against yours. “My love for you is like the newest moon, it´s so shy but will always keep growing full again.” But you simply reach down, into the lake, hold it out to me and say, “See? We will keep the new moon ever safe together.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

Cutbacks, just cutbacks wherever you go. #art #painting #writingcommunity #rocknroll #music #gigs

Yes, you can smell it in the air today. We must always remember the Glorious Revolution of Treacle Mine Road, and its brave defenders. Reg Shoe must never, ever have died in vain (for a while). #pratchett #discworld #wearthelilac #writingcommunity #art

“He came down to the loch every Tuesday. It had worked once. He had stood here playing and she had risen out of the depths, called forth through his serenade. Nessie had come up and kissed him, once. The huge, kind, dinosaur face, next to his. It would work again.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“”Columbine, Columbine, my beloved, amazing Columbine,”” Pierrot sang to himself. It would work, things would finally work out; she would pick him. Once she saw him dancing through these lamp post lights, she would see that he was just as colourful as Harlequin.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“It was lonely guarding the checkpoint between Kurgomistan and Ranaff-Milak. Zurgo and Michail had many good conversations over the years, crossing the border every now and then to share vodka in their huts. Until the discussion about Star Wars fan fiction came up.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

I knew they had done some updates on the Highlander movies, but picking a new Zander Cage for the Scottish Parliament really is even more proof that they will always keep one step ahead of the sassenachs, for sure.

Your career as political trend setter just keeps growing, Jerry. There were signs, but you, you were the first one who called it. That´s pretty amazing.

“Priscilla looked at the door. THE DOOR. How could she tell them about her twin brother, Raoul? Tell them how Raoul attacked two-legs, stole food, hung out by the Fish´n Chips shop with the Seaside Promenade Bloodz seagulls to scope easy marks?” “Quack? Quack?!” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“Ludvig just stared. He had joined the Special Balloon Task Force only two months ago. And of course he had expected the hype about it to be just, well, hype. Yet here he was. Facing Borgo the international balloon smuggler, with his heart beating so very fast.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“He shouldn´t go near the narrowboats. The memories were still so fresh. His boat, the chandeliers . . . the artist salon he ran, the drug-fuelled parties, the orgies . . . Bleary mornings watching as the sun rose on the water. Martha would never understand.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

Have a great Ēostre celebration says Tove and all the inhabitants of Moominvalley. #writingcommunity #art #painting #easter #moomin #tovejansson

Now, remember to drive carefully this weekend. Easter traffic can be pretty bad. #writingcommunity #art #easter

“Ralph sat there, waiting. What was the word? Ennui. Yep. Very fancy. Easter Bunny. Ennui Bunny. “The girls will go wild!” his mates had said. "Wild!" He knew someone would say it. And soon. He should have become an accountant. “Dude . . . You got any eggs?” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“There was a song playing. Lupe could hear it. The song across Rio of poverty, of blank-eyed faces finding relief in the needle, of sirens, of clean air by rich people´s houses, of barking assault rifles in the favelas. There was a song playing. Lupe could hear it.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“The court feels so far away here. All the finery, Hiroshi. The ladies, so dressed up and so pretty. The courtiers, all desperately playing the game . . . No honest sword at your side, just hidden knives waiting for you to make a mistake. Look, fireflies!” #writingcommunity #art #painting

Well, given the current chaos and grief in the world, April Fools´ is almost impossible to use. So here´s Death wishing you Happy Hogswatch instead. #writingcommunity #aprilfools #art #pratchett #discworld #painting

“Let us run away together, Priscilla. I know we are different, but let´s make a life together. Let´s sell ceramics in Devon. Or surfboards in Illinois. Make apple cider in Bermuda. It doesn´t matter, you know I am yours, let´s just build a life together.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“Let the night rise. Bring me the cup of mumbles, let the censer of curses sweep across heavens and fields. Spirits of the six directions, hear my voice: let my hands draw eternal night over every land like a coat repaired with darkness. Let the night RISE.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

Blessed be His name, in this Sacred season of Ēostre. #writingcommunity #easter #art #painting #starwars

Proper writing, that is. Trust me, I´m a professional. #writingcommunity #booksky #author #poetry #art

“Kissing next to the Thames as Romans built bridges at sunset. Dying of plague, holding hands in Venice. Killed together at the guillotine during the French Revolution. Reborn as plants wasn´t ideal, but at least they were in the same room as their eternal love.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“It was amazing. Seeing that blue police box suddenly turn up here, under the Eiffel Tower.” “Yes, I know, dad.” “Me and the Doctor, the incredible adventures! It was bigger on – “ “"Bigger on the inside", yes, I KNOW, dad. Please stop telling stories, okay?” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“For thirty years, every detail from the local neighbourhood woven into one vast book. She kept going out after retiring, listening to people, sitting in the café, in the park, listening. 12 volumes long, a hidden, loving tale of all these every day lives.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“John the old groundskeeper looked out over the hunting party and smiled. He could see how they blinked in and out among the trees, suddenly vanishing. He had spiked the Master of the Hunt´s sharing silver flagon with Magritte. Cheeky, but worth it. Good luck, fox.” #writingcommunity #art #painting

“There they were! Hell U, Class of ´24. All dressed up on that final night, all so young, all just raring to get out into the world and Do Their Thing. Irazteth, class beauty; Morgolat, class clown; Sepirtha, demon master of socials; Reg, Doom Bringer of Stupid.” #writingcommunity #art #painting