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I am a liar! A maker-uper of stories! If this was the 16 (c) I'd be burned as a witch. Fank goodness it is not, eh?! I have four children: two wonderful girls, a fantastic lad and Leeds United. I have no strict genre. I write children's poetry and stories, to edgy, stronger themes. Up until now I have stored them for my own and my family's viewing. Last year i thought bugger it and starred in several short films. One, Playground, which is on the BBC Film Network, used the monologue that I wrote for the audition. You should've seen the face of the receptionist, of the Manchester hotel, where the audition was being held, as I turned up dressed as the psychopath, Gordon. It got the desired effect! I then moved up to Cumbria and wrote and appeared in several live performances on stage. 2012. A local artist, Kayleigh Richardson, commissioned me to write a poem for her to paint a representation. I sent her, The Rise of the Robot Monkey Army. Kayleigh painted a fantastic piece that blew my mind! From that we are collaborating on the Jacob Bear series of stories. Oh and Two's Company is to published, along with seventeen other Sci Fi short stories as part of a collection. Not a bad start to the, so called, last year of the Earth. Now is the time to show the rest of you. I take my themes wherever i see them, whether in reality or dream-world. I hope you enjoy. If not tell me why. If so tell me why. Many thanks and be safe. So far I have published: Jacob Bear's first Christmas,https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007GK872A (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007GK872A (USA) Jacob Bear Goes to School https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007JD3OKY (UK) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007JD3OKY (USA Jacob's First Words https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007VZWPSC (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007VZWPSC (USA) Space Here https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007H96M90 (UK) &http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007H96M90#reader_B007H96M90 The Rise of the Sponge Cake Moon https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B007WWZ16M (UK) & http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007WWZ16M (USA) © Madstoffa, 2012. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.
Chris42 has written 4114 posts for Madstoffa's crunchy house!

No. 3911

Refill? By C A Middleton ©2018 The empty glass slides across The pitted table. All voices drop In anticipation. The clouds break their chase and Stare down. The west wind ceases its game to follow suite. Even the guns across the world Jam; their triggers freeze and Blood waits behind soft skin. Trolls leave their … Continue reading

No. 3910

Tales. By C A Middleton © 2018 You may say your were a Moses; Each child a straightened rod. That you parted rushing water In the name of your own God. But Don’t tell me such tales With your eyes in mine. You may think you were the saviour Pinned yourself to your own wood … Continue reading

No. 3909

Beauty in Death. By C A Middleton © 2018 Some people are strange. They dress their rooms in dead organisms, and feel nothing but joy in such a hobby, never imagining the pain they inflict. How far we have come? Why not also hang the skulls Of grimacing animals Alongside the family snapshots? Oh, right, … Continue reading

Updates and tings.

Not one to tempt fate, though I am trying to break such superstitious habits, but I have just had a lovely start to the day. No! Not that, you filthy minded swines! I Received an email from a publisher who would like to publish The Custodian. You know, the one my own father said, and … Continue reading

No. 3908

Anyone Want To Know How A Random Mind Functions on Little Sleep? Here it Bee or A Wasp…by Perfy Crowup’s son Mad Winkle McNugget. Or C A Middleton © (if it’s required under such circumstances) 2018 The bandstand filled with every instrument known to humankind. The leader, a Mr Susan George Gary Miranda Morporth Wilderyears, … Continue reading

No. 3907

The Difference Tween Man & Woman. By C A Middleton © 2018 I despise the sound of The Ice-Cream man’s van! It’s faux-Italiano yell makes My grey cells bubble. I want to chase him down And shake the flakes Out of his dainty serving hatch; Smash the cones to wafer confetti; And spray softee Until … Continue reading

No. 3906

Hornyphology. By C A Middleton © 2018 I watched a couple today. No, not in a seedy way! They happened to walk by Hand in hand, but Mine eyes did not understand. He punched way above his head I think I may have even said Such words to that extent. That is how my mind … Continue reading

No. 3905

Wonder Why. By C A Middleton © 2018 The mirror to his psyche smashed. The curtain’s torn; his temple trashed. He sees no way of shaking The wart-ridden effigy of self. His mountain’s crumbled into dust. The frame of fortune turned to rust. The signs are pointing further From any personal wealth. The time has … Continue reading

No. 3903

Humans and Pigeons. By C A Middleton ©2018 I watched a tiny car run down a pigeon today. One moment it flapped; The next its feathers Fluttered in the breeze Like a dullard’s thoughts: The dullard who drove on With a sinister smile Across his doughy face. Nobody screamed. Nobody sobbed. Nobody hollered for the … Continue reading

No. 3902

Pulchritude From Horrors. By C A Middleton © 2018 There’s such negativity On this floating rock. Brought on by those who Seek to hate. It stalks the downtrodden Like a loaded cannon, yet, What we miss As humankind Is the beauty We create Shining around The hooded shoulder Of every dark spectre. The delicate melodies … Continue reading

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