Two poets are held at gun point in a barn.
'For Christ's sake Byron. I only said to ask for lodgings for the night.
Not to lodge yourself in his daughter.'
'Sorry Shelley. I didn't mean to do it. It just happened.'
Shelley turns abruptly, to face his friend. 'Just happened, you rancid
whore-monger. How did it 'just happen'?'
'She was bent over the well, and,' Byron looked meekly down at his...
As promised, here's a very short first extract from my newly published e-novel "Redeeming Factor" - written under my pen-name of Lewis Adler - and available in e-book form only from Amazon-Kindle; iBookstore for Apple iPad and very soon from Sony and Barnes & Noble too.
I will obviously add one or two chapters on here to help wet your appetite...
The following short story is something I wanted to write about accepting who we are.
We always blame our dwindling years and mistrust of anything new or progressive as bad values and the State of the world today.
I wanted to put a different slant on it, by using characters that would...
THROUGHOUT 1964, Derek kept a promise to Lisa. He tried hard to create a meaningful rapport with her mother, but he constantly found himself at odds with her distorted views on social standing. In particular, he found it impossible to fathom why...
We are in an economic downturn, and things are looking bleak, revenues are declining, and sales are past their peak.
People are losing jobs, the banks wont even lend,
So people dont have money, for...
Since some users have been posting their poetry on to Noddleit it has given me the yearning to post some of my creations here as well. I'm not sure...