… I have been writing stories and talking about people, places and other thingies, generally playing with words and stepping back once in a while to admire the effect. As the Alter-Ego bloke warned me the other day, unless I announce from tree tops (roof tops?) that I pretend to know the art of holding a pen, no one will ever even think of the possibility.

My faithful readers, (Are you there? Hello? Anybody home?) please hop over to this link at the Mag, and do let me know what you think of the stuff I made up – Do they make any sense at all?! Don’t forget to come back here and let me know your thoughts, because The Mag sometimes takes a while to approve comments, and unless they do, I don’t get to read them.

Tell me, should I trash the rest of the unpublished stuff hogging my PC and my work table?

Ah… I see you leave one by one. I’ll be right here when you’re back.
Why don’t you leave your sandals here, so you don’t have to take them off at the door of The Mag.

Let me now wait for the brickbats…