Thank you, Renee

Seems we’re interchangeable – in some of the coments on my scenes people refer to me as Fran!!

Bit of poetic licence can’t hurt…

Yikes, No Nonie – I have bit of a plotting gap in the middle of this last sequence. Got the ending but not sure re the long, dark teatime of the soul where that should come. .. Thanks for the read.

Moving right along…thanks, Nonie!

Thanks for making it, Nonie It gets hard once you fall behind. I’m lagging 2 weeks …

Hi David – working my way through the year also trying to figure out a time line – we have been running this through (N hemisphere) summer so we may very well be able to push it to December…with a few fast forward moments in between!!! I could always contrive Thanksgiving in NYC, or a ghoulish Hallowe’en scene, or…!!!

Haha Anne
Thank you so much for calling me out on the convoluted sentences…I just can’t seem to help myself!!
If you’re looking for something to do in 2022 you can beta read drafts 2…3…4…they’re bound to take us right through to 2023!!!

Bernard’s name – I think it needs a nod to his Irish side to go with surname Mahoney – Shay short…[Read more]

Hi Susanne – Lilli’s definitely needs the Matrons now but best she start with her sisters. Lucky she has such an amazing fiance to calm her down. V emotional scene.

Wow Nonie – this was so tense…The sisters have certainly grasped the gun by the metal – literally and proved they are as fierce and committed as the men. Even Tall Tom shrinks a little when confronted by them. I just hope it doesn’t end as badly for them as for Deirdre…Super well done.

Sorta kinda normal…new normal

It’s funny how this is such a zeitgeisty theme – I saw it in a few of this month’s poems…

Wowzer – thanks for the link – this completely passed me by!! Such intrigue…great job – can’t add more so late in the game to the other comments but glad you caught me up! D

Hi Kim – loved the urgency of the poem but how it conveys the very lack of the same in tackling the issue. Strident and to the point…

Hi Megan I loved how the colours of the sy reflected the colours of the bruises inflicted by the brother. A brutal but lyrical poem.

No regrets…but sometimes it’s hard not to have them. Hopefully, on balance, life has been kind to us all, but we must above all be kind to ourselves. Lovely thought provoking piece

Cute! Thought about another dog, but resisted the urge…but now…that puppy breath…!

Hi Hanri – gosh this was short but packed a punch. V powerful .