Hello beasties!
Just a quick post this time - but then I never actually promised one this week as I'm away now for a few days. I'm working on something to post from my away-ness, right now - but - as they used to say on Blue Peter - here's one I prepared earlier...
I've a short prose piece for you, inspired by a little trip I made to Hampton Court on Saturday 16th January 2016 - my first proper day trip of the new year. It was the second year in a row that Toby and I have been there in January - but the weather was sunny and it was nice to be outside. Not only did we look around the grounds, but we also went into the house and had Hula Hoops (crisps) and hot chocolate as a mini-lunch; everything else was a bit expensive and we live nearby - so had some cheese and biscuits when we got in! Anyway, all in all we had a nice few hours out... Even all the parents and their screaming kids failed to spoil it!
The one thing we did note was that the mild winter had tricked the plant world into thinking that it was time to start growing things again and this is what I have written about for our brief prose piece today...
Next time I really will be sharing with you photos from a nice location - but for now enjoy the new prose piece, written for you between Saturday 16th and Wednesday 20th January 2016. However, before you do that, if you've not yet noticed I did release a new script novel, HOT STUFF!! last week - and here are the details...
We are proud to announce the very first season of, HOT STUFF!!, an 8-part adventure involving a series of bizarre deaths in a library. Our hero, Mr Horner, arrives after the previous librarian is murdered. He has never shelved a book in his life, but intends to find the killer. Horner and his team soon learn what the killer is after and fear that there is more bloodshed yet to come… This is the paperback version of this book and is intended to be read as a novel, although it could be performed as a script if required.
Paperback Edition: http://www.lulu.com/content/paperback-book/hot-stuff---season-one/17661919 (£7.99, 160 pages)
Hardback Edition: http://www.lulu.com/content/hardcover-book/hot-stuff---season-one/17661930 (£14.99, 160 pages)
I'll have another script novel for you in a month or two - not to mention my new book of stories and poems, A YETI WAY OF THINKING - which will finally be ready; it's been a long time coming!
That's it for now - enjoy SPRING CAME TOO SOON! It's coming right up...
More soon!
Yeti hugs...
Paul xx
SPRING CAME TOO SOON...
Spring came too soon...
Tricked from its slumber by the mildness of winter...
At first reaching tentatively for the light -
Snaking to the surface to emerge into fresh January air...
But flowers do not keep calendars;
Living by instinct and the tradition of the seasons...
Nature's clock ticks, awaiting the alarm -
Waiting for the time to renew growth...
But nature does not always play by the rules -
It is full of lies - of tricks and pranks...
This is the deceit of winter...
Breaking the rules because it can...
Why are these cruel games so amusing?
Confusing the plants and for that matter the animals too...
The beasts, those that hibernate, are awoken...
Shaken from their sleep and are told...
"Now is the time for you to wake... Now is the time for you to emerge..."
And as innocents they believe it too and -
Are lured out into the fleeting rays of sunshine...
Unaware that tomorrow the frost will come - that the snow will fall...
By then it may be too late to return to the warmth underground...
It will be too late to rally against any of it...
"I never meant to show my face - I never would, had I known...
Had I realised that winter was still hiding out here...
None of this is fair... I had so much life in me..."
Too bad.
Standing there in the gardens, wrapped up warm -
I can almost hear them - calling out their final protests.
Snaking to the surface to emerge into fresh January air...
But flowers do not keep calendars;
Living by instinct and the tradition of the seasons...
Nature's clock ticks, awaiting the alarm -
Waiting for the time to renew growth...
But nature does not always play by the rules -
It is full of lies - of tricks and pranks...
This is the deceit of winter...
Breaking the rules because it can...
Why are these cruel games so amusing?
Confusing the plants and for that matter the animals too...
The beasts, those that hibernate, are awoken...
Shaken from their sleep and are told...
"Now is the time for you to wake... Now is the time for you to emerge..."
And as innocents they believe it too and -
Are lured out into the fleeting rays of sunshine...
Unaware that tomorrow the frost will come - that the snow will fall...
By then it may be too late to return to the warmth underground...
It will be too late to rally against any of it...
"I never meant to show my face - I never would, had I known...
Had I realised that winter was still hiding out here...
None of this is fair... I had so much life in me..."
Too bad.
Standing there in the gardens, wrapped up warm -
I can almost hear them - calling out their final protests.
The ghosts of flora and fauna who grew too soon...
Who emerged from safety into a dangerous world...
Who emerged from safety into a dangerous world...
They are still here and haunt these paths...
Every year joined by new sacrifices -
Who died before their time - without chance of survival...
Who died before their time - without chance of survival...
