Raymond G. Taylor
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Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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Hush your mouth
The Vocal challenge Moment of Silence was kinda fun wasn't it? Seems to me it also raised an important and problematic question about the nature of silence. What is silence? Think about it. We know what sound is, we know what speech is, we know what noise is. These things are all easy to understand. What about silence?
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Writers
Thieves run off with the prizes
Congratulations to each and every one of the entries below. All are winners and every one has met the brief. Every submission is a brilliant flash fiction story featuring a thief as its main character. Each one is original, sparkling with wit, and a super fun and funny read...
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Writers
Inspirational winners
This challenge was all about how art can help inspire us to write great stories, and how we can use this inspiration to help develop the initial concept into a complete novel. If you wonder where the inspiration for the challenge came from, it was a work of art and a book inspired by a work of art. Tracy Chevalier's Girl with a Pearl Earring was written to answer one very simple question:
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Writers
The Buzz begins
Zzzzzp… zzzzzzzp… zzzp... zzzzzzzzzp... zzzzzzp.. zzzp.. zzzzzzzzzz… TZAP ! Grace shuddered at the sound, as another fly sizzled on the barbecue bars of the violet electric fly trap that hung above her father's grocery store counter. Grace couldn't bear that noise and was determined to smash the dread device. When the store closed for lunch, Grace tiptoed out and stood on a chair, reaching up.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
Grand Central
I ended up in Grand Central Station. All I had to decide was what to do and where to go next. As I stood there, a stranger came up and asked me: “Do you need any help?” She was in her early twenties, a fairly plain looking office type but she had a kind face, so I smiled and said thanks and that I wasn’t sure where to go next.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
