Paul Stewart
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Award-Winning Writer, Poet, Scottish-Italian, Subversive.
The Accidental Poet - Poetry Collection out now!
Streams and Scratches in My Mind coming soon!
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20,000+ Reads and Counting - Reflections. Top Story - September 2024.
“Always celebrate your wins. Big or small.” – Leigh Shulman So, I am not even sure what to say. I had been aware it was getting close…like four months ago…so then the heat died down on the potential excitement. I knocked past 20,000 reads recently and Vocal may just be one little hovel, little hole the internet to which we can't help but fall in, but I am proud and pleased as punch. That is from March 2021 when I first joined up until today when I published this.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Writers
scratches in my mind - even misery.... Top Story - August 2024.
even misery its contemptibility hates your company * Thanks for reading! Author's Notes: I was thinking of the famous phrase "misery loves company" and then thought about tipping it...because sometimes...when I'm at my lowest, I think even misery hates my company. Curiously, the image was created by putting the full senryu into NightCafe's prompt box. Felt it was very fitting. I also felt it fit in with the scratches in my mind series.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
Artist's Grasp
I have always loved capturing people, especially those unaware—the real them. Their essence. Even before I discovered... my powers. I would sketch a stranger quietly. I longed to own more than just their image, though. Two of my favourite quotes sum up why I loved it so much. While Steve McCurry said, "if you wait, people will forget the camera, and the soul will drift into view.", the late, great Oscar Wilde remarked "Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter." These words echo in my mind as I work.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Embrace
I have always had a sensible, almost reverential fear of the sea. To say it has plagued my life at every turn, would be an understatement to say the least. For as long as I can remember, though the nexus event has been lost in the winds of time and the ravages of my failing mind, I have been fighting the storms all my life. They have stalked me all my days. Even sleep offers no reprieve, no chance to recharge and ready myself for the next wave.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
