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The Everlasting Two Minutes
This is my initial entry for The Vocal+ Fiction Awards . The queue for the bus at the Galleries was long , but it was the only bus I could get back home with. It was eight miles so walking wasn’t an option and I don’t drive now.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Fiction
The Music of The Glacier
Falling Into Sigur Rós I once heard the music of Sigur Rós described as glacial, but in a very positive way. The band hail from Reykjavík, Iceland so that is probably not an unexpected description. All their songs are sung entirely in the constructed language Hopelandic (or Vonlenska in Icelandic)., but sound absolutely beautiful.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Beat
My Blondie Playlist
Some Blondie Favourites As usual, this one won’t be a greatest hits list, there are plenty of Blondie compilations about and you probably have one in your collection, but these are just a few songs that are my favourites in the Blondie Canon.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Beat
The Sandman, The Sea Girl, The Witch and Her Dragons
This is for the Vocal Fantasy Prologue Challenge. It is also the fifth instalment in my " The Sandman and The Sea Girl" series which you can read here. This follows on from the fourth story in the series.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Fiction
Alt Pandora's Box
According to Hesiod, when Prometheus stole fire from heaven, Zeus, the king of the gods, took vengeance by presenting Pandora to Prometheus' brother Epimetheus. Pandora opened a jar left in her care containing sickness, death and many other unspecified evils which were then released into the world, but what if Pandora’s Box or Jar contained nothing but good things. I know hope was there at the bottom, but I feel that often humanity looks for the worst things.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Poets
Once Were Dragons
This is for the Vocal Fantasy Prologue Challenge and here we go... Once Were Dragons There weren't always dragons in the Valley. When they came we were frightened, but they became our friends and protectors. We don't know where they came from, some said deep in the earth, others from the Far South or North or the Burning Desert. Now though they were turned to stone and breathed fire no more.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Fiction
