The lizard dances to the beat of poetry and prose, you only need to pay a visit to skinkbeatreview.com to see how true this is. The December issue is a nice compact place to read about deadlifting, zombies, and forbidden love, all the things that make up what it means to be a man. Or a zombie, but the components are there.
The skink beat is one that everyone can dance to. Just don’t step on the lizards tail, please.
In the UK, the weather is currently experiencing stormy weather. It’s cold and I’m wrapped up in a blanket most of the time, I mean, have you seen those rising energy prices?
But Fiery Scribe Review is one such place to visit when you’re experiencing a bit of a chill. It’s a site packed with words and words of warmth, stories, both fiction and non fiction, and poems to get you through the winter, but also beyond, for when the soul is burning, I guess it doesn’t matter if you’re huddled in blankets or lying by the beach.
My contribution to the website is a small piece about an out of order toilet, because I really like to write about toilets. You can read it here. I think when I sit on the toilet I often think of stories such as this one, and a fire is lit under the seat, you could see I become a fiery scribe. Ahem.
There’s a small town called Bear Creek somewhere out there, somewhere by the forests, somewhere by the sea, somewhere wherever it may be. You’ll find it, I’m sure. It’s a wonderful little town, welcoming, you can see for yourself at welcometobearcreek.com , so many tales about people just like your and me, I’m sure you’ll agree. But maybe stay indoors after watershed hours (do we still have this on TV?) creep in. Because, well, you never know. Some people seem to end up staying far longer than planned, and its usually unplanned. Take a look in the waters and give me a wave sometimes, alright? I’m down there, you can catch me poking my head out from the waves around quarter to three. AM, always AM.
A lit mag detailing the ins and outs of one supernatural town. Like that show on TV about the cherry pie, but this is one you can add your experiences to, with your own Bear Creek stories, we’ve all seen something whilst visiting, like this one here by me, right here, and here. You mean Bear Creek isn’t by the sea? News to me, maybe you need to visit during the summer, geography can be a funny old thing round here.
Like a small town in the UK that may or may not be real, come and visit. You may never leave.