The Lumber-room
Wednesday, 30 December 2020

[Brats Xmas Special] Not just for Christmas

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 "There's lots of trees outside - why do we have to bring one inside?" Dee asked, helping to drag the felled pine through the ...
Wednesday, 10 July 2019

Mercy Evans had three shoes

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Mercy Evans had three shoes. Not three pairs of shoes, you understand, but three individual shoes. Her full name was God-Is-Merciful Evans, ...
Wednesday, 22 March 2017

[North 16] The princess talks to herself

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 She turned back to see Arkel's head poking down through the gap between the door and the wall. "Are you talking to yourself?...
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Monday, 6 March 2017

Beautiful People link up: Em

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Em from Brats. She's an awkward half-feral mute child. Beware, she bites. What’s their favourite book/movie/play/etc.? She can...
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Tuesday, 22 November 2016

[North 15] A walk through the city

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She slid herself off the edge, remembering at the last minute to bend her knees like Arkel had taught her when they were climbing in the cav...
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Sunday, 6 November 2016

Sundays at school; a class rebellion; school in wartime

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'Our sunday walk at Wellington, sunday afternoons, was either around to Belleisle Conservatory and back along the beach, or the other wa...
Friday, 4 November 2016

Churches, maypoles, and the dangers of lochs - stories from my grandma

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'The parish church that we went to when we were at school had box pews. You would go into the pew and you could shut the door. Each pew ...
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Becca McCallum
Once upon a time there was a little girl who wanted to write. She made wonderful beginnings and then let them languish in notebooks and boxes underneath the bed and tucked away at the backs of drawers. They piled up, word upon word, getting all smudgy and dog-eared and sad. Beginnings don't like to be left alone, so this is my lumber room for all the things I'm working on. Be prepared for things to be a little dusty. Comments much appreciated, especially if you don't like something I've written. Tell me why, that'd be great. If you liked it, that'd be good too.
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