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Writer, Blogger, Poet

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    Unfinished Business

    So, I’m dead.  Now what? My name is James Marshall, although everybody calls me Jimmy, I’m 16 and I’ve just died.  It’s surreal.  I don’t know whether… Read more “Unfinished Business”

    August 13, 2018 by jameslintonwriting

    The Story of Esme Esmerelda

    Standing in her underwear, Esme Esmerelda hated how she looked.  How time had added on layers and layers of fat.  How child after child had turned her… Read more “The Story of Esme Esmerelda”

    April 3, 2018April 10, 2018 by jameslintonwriting

    One Final Dance

    Albert Wetherby didn’t know where he was.  He didn’t know long he’d been there and he didn’t know why his bed was empty.  Where was Val? Their… Read more “One Final Dance”

    February 5, 2018March 20, 2021 by jameslintonwriting

    My New Friend

    “But mum, I don’t want a big birthday party.  You never listen.” My mum crouched down.  She looked so tired and her brown hair was going grey.… Read more “My New Friend”

    December 22, 2017December 22, 2017 by jameslintonwriting

    Brotherhood

    Ewan Bailey was blinded the minute he stepped out of prison.  He shivered, as his eyes adjusted to the Autumn light.  There was a sound behind him,… Read more “Brotherhood”

    December 5, 2017 by jameslintonwriting

    The Dogfight

    Checkers chased after the frisbee his Master had just thrown. He caught and returned it to his Master who threw it again. Checkers caught it and held… Read more “The Dogfight”

    October 14, 2017March 20, 2021 by jameslintonwriting

    The Carer

    “Simon, I’m going to quit on Friday.” Nick said, running a hand through his wavy hair. “Bro, it’s your third day. You’re going to quit after only… Read more “The Carer”

    September 20, 2017July 9, 2019 by jameslintonwriting

    Mummy, I’m Missing

    Mummy, I’m missing, you’re kissing my head, as I roll out of bed, seeing red, fire on my feet, mummy the heat, mummy, I want my mum,… Read more “Mummy, I’m Missing”

    September 8, 2017September 8, 2017 by jameslintonwriting

    Fast Car

    Bright lights blurred past the car speeding along the country road. Bill Marshall had one arm wrapped around Lizzie’s shoulders. The wind sprinting through his hair and… Read more “Fast Car”

    April 7, 2017April 3, 2021 by jameslintonwriting

    Dissertation-Romanticisation of Organised Crime in the Godfather

    My magnus opus. Let me know your thoughts.

    April 7, 2017April 7, 2017 by jameslintonwriting

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