http://slow.writerscafe.org/HardlyAmazing The original writings of author J Walsh en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776183244 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 IWISHICOULDJUSTPRESSENTERAFTEREACHLETTER http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/704180/ The coloursof the boat melted into the surrounding sea. All I could see were white spacesamongst the swirling shapes that lost meaning with each passing second.                The mariners still shouted, butany .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/694589/ Each of these flash fictions consist of 50 words (titles not included):PoliticsFor BeginnersUnbeknownst to all, the children helda power over this world. The adults had ruined things so much over the years,that the shape of the future was more in a state of flux than it ever had be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/686068/ INT:Laundrette. White walls. Fluorescent lighting. There is a row of washingmachines along one wall, only one of which is active.ADAM, a man in his late-twenties, begins to wake up. He is on the floor in acorner of the room. Disorientated and squinting, he looks around at thesurrou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684587/ Belonging to different puzzleswith different pieces on the boxspeaking different colloquialsand walking in odd socks. Differently shaped bodiesand differently shaped hairfitting into a miniature societylike a circle into a square. Come from different backgro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684581/ With flowers on the tableold and withered,attention turns upon the box of glass;“There’s rain today”, theweatherman delivered,though droplets on the window told me that. I’ve seen my photographstoo many times,I’m bored of what they hold... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684578/ Well, well. Isn’t thisHell?I guess I didn’t realisehow much I’d miss the telly. That humble old boxsitting dormant in the corner of the room I’m dependant, it’saddictiveIt’s my drug and it’s vindictiveAnd it ruin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684329/ I’ve an order that I mustobeyBut I haven’t a clue whatto saySo I guess I’ll put thisI’m not taking the pissI just can’t be botheredtoday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684326/ Well,God is just a creation of manand you can’t run as fast as you canHow do we know the sun is a ballif we can’t even look at it at all?I’m sitting here with phlegm in my throatand I’m looking back over all I’ve wroteJust believe me when I say:.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684324/ The trees outside mocktheir fallen, who lie together, bound and stitchedand stained with ink. The forest is silent butfor mild interruptions;Footsteps shuffle, leavesrustle.This pen scratches at thisblank sheet. The forest becomes asupermarket;.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684315/ Well, if Adam had Eve,Abraham had Sarah,and Joseph had Mary, then Paris had Helen,Lancelot had Guinevere,and Henry had Catherine,             and Anne,          .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/684312/                 Thefir trees at the far end of the garden cast large looming shadows over theluscious green lawn. The brickwork path leading from the back door seemed notto go anywhere, but instead culminated in a spi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/682362/ Tomato and indigo lieintertwined in celestial embrace,while early riser sits upright and claws back the lace.  To praise the dayreturning, an unseen bird sings,Lūna hangs in perfectbalance without the need for strings. The clouds are maroonvapour, and c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/680247/ ‘You must really like thecoffee here.’            She was startled by the voice that came from behind her. Wasit directed at her? It seemed so. Still, she thought it best to check that itwas, in fact, herself who was be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/679425/ I was looking to the skyasking for answers,but all I got was rain. I was thinking of Pandora unleashing optimism,the bringer of inevitable pain. I have tried to overcomewhat has been unrequited,now fear I’m no longer sane. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/679407/ So it’s been three years since I started,and three years since I stopped.Technically I should’ve finished by nowbut instead I’m only just ready to begin.Hey, it’s not my fault my brain wasn’t in the mindset of your average eighteen-year-old.I was just doing what I was t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HardlyAmazing/679405/