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The Real Milestone

In this my 1,950th narrative, I wanted to touch upon a separate literary milestone achieved three days ago. This landmark my blogging website writesaidfred.org receiving  100,000 hits since it’s 2015 […]
The Real Milestone

A Cure For Many Ills

With the COVID wrecking ball’s Mexican Wave continuing it’s circumnavigation of the globe, life in this Wyndhamesque post-apocalyptic landscape lingers unabated. With the world bereft of a scientific counteragent, the […]
A Cure For Many Ills

A Dixie Christmas

A trumpeter is serenading me with an instrumental version of Frosty the Snowman as I commence this literary offering. To clarify, the guy isn’t just serenading me in the front […]
A Dixie Christmas

The King’s Spirit

Today marks the second anniversary of my dad’s passing. Twenty four months during which I learned for the first time in half century on this screwed up planet what loss […]

A Fall Comes Before Pride

The narrative penned earlier this morning was the 1600th I’ve written since embarking on this literary journey in March 2015. An odyssey which was the catalyst to dragging me from the […]

Labour Pains

Yesterday, despite commencing a literary piece, I didn’t publish a narrative on my website writesaidfred.org. Eventually giving up on the offering in the early evening after penning around 300 words […]
Labour Pains

His Bite Is Worse Than His Bark

Yesterday, on writesaidfred.org, I published an essay It’s Good To Talk about depression. This updated piece was predominantly written a couple of years ago when I was more guarded about suffering […]

Candour

In recent years I’ve embraced a more contrarian nature than previously adopted during earlier adult life. Middle-age granting me the wisdom that staying true to my beliefs were an infinitely […]
Candour