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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Hard rain fall. Top Story - December 2024.
Couple of weeks ago, I talked to some young people about Bob Dylan and the new Searchlight Pictures movie A Complete Unknown. It was clear from the way they spoke that, even if they had heard of Dylan, they were not familiar with any of his music. Unlike (say) The Beatles, Bob Dylan was very much of his generation. Beatles songs continue because they have a sort of timelessness to them and have been widely emulated by the likes of Britpop band Oasis, among others. Dylan's music lived, and kinda died, with the hippy era of free love, peace and anti-war protest. Those young people who have never heard songs such as Like a Rolling Stone are going to hear a lot more of Dylan this year.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Beat
All or nothing on Christmas day
This Christmas Day, Wednesday December 25, is an auspicious day in more ways that in has been in previous years. Why? Because it is the final day in 2024 when my infallible system for winning UK Lotto will have a chance to show its worth.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Lifehack
Birthday blessings
Just passed another annual anniversary threshold. Not saying exactly which day, as I don't like to put markers on my timeline. You won't find one on Facebook, because I don't care much for auto-greetings, even though I use the prompt to wish others a happy birthday.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Writers
Oh Jeff challenge
These stories have been submitted to the: Oh Jeff flash fiction/poetry challenge Stories and poems are listed in chronological order of submission and include a link to the story where there is one. Where the entry is made as a comment on the challenge story, it has been included, verbatim, below.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Writers
That book
"Oh, Jeff... I love you too... but..." There always had to be a 'but'. It was a dismal day in December. Westow Street, Crystal Palace. Drizzle dripping on dingy pavement. Come on, man. Snap out of it. I tore my eyes away from the trickle of dirty water disappearing down a drain.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
