Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Last night I dreamt all of the curtain poles in my house simultaneously detached themselves from the walls in every room. Consequently, chez Strachan witnessed an unexpected synchronised crashing to the ground of wood, metal and drapes..... Strangely even in the garage, where there weren't any fitted! In this night vision, on witnessing this scene... Continue Reading →
Sometimes day to day events result in my daily narrative more or less writing itself. Existential circumstances that require no fictional enhancement; scenes I can publish more or less verbatim. Yesterday evening, I inadvertently became involved in a minimal drama which was a perfect example of the situations I'm alluding to above. This minor soap... Continue Reading →