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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A town called Raymond
The address written on the note said 153 Larkin Street. A street in San Francisco, between the Civic Centre and the Pioneer Monument. Or so I thought. San Francisco. City of earthquakes and Alcatraz, Dirty Harry and Chinatown. Cable Cars, barking sea lions, and the heart-stopping tall towers of the Golden Gate Bridge. I just couldn’t wait. 18 years old and the whole city awaited. A six-month stay before I started Uni. Six months away from Mum and Dad and my horrid sisters and brothers.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
Tunnels of love. Content Warning.
"No, don’t! It’s not allowed." Lucy spluttered as she spoke, half giggling, shifting from foot to foot in her nervous excitement. With all three of them standing on the tiny space at the rear of the boat, it looked as if she would fall off at any moment.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
Where do stories come from?
Ideas are funny things. They seem to pop out of nowhere, or sometimes come about as the result of a life event, seeing a film, reading a book, taking a walk in the woods. Sometimes they have a transitory existence, forgotten almost before they enter your consciousness. Sometimes they solidify, grow into a plan, a movement, a programme, philosophy, doctrine, religion. Let's not worry about all that though. We are writers and as writers we love to turn the best ideas into stories. But where to find them?
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Writers
Manhattan skyline
Jody was late for the meeting, walking between blocks in Lower Manhattan, trying to find the subway entrance. She could hardly cross the road for traffic, and the noise, smells and searing heat were unbearable. She whistled up a taxi and hopped in. Acutely conscious of the time, Jody still had leisure to admire the classic, geometric lines of the buildings reaching up to the sky. She recalled what her grandma from New York had said about cab drivers.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Fiction
How's the new novel going?
How is your new novel Chapter One going? If you have started this with the intention of entering this challenge, good luck and I will look forward to reading the results. If you haven't started yet, you still have plenty of time. All entries received will be included in this article. Please drop by from time to time for updates.
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Writers
