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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Striving for success
“Gifted, highly-talented and supremely motivated.” Each member of the interview panel nodded their agreement, as the Chairman continued. “We have all read her excellent work on post-trauma reconstruction in The Journal.” Again, the panel agreed.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Fiction
Is there life on Mars?
08:00 UTC, Elysium Plains, the tiny blue disc of Earth visible above the rust-colored horizon. “I think I’ve found it,” I said over the headset, struggling to crouch down in the cumbersome EVA suit. Peering through the visor into a tiny crevice in the rock, I could clearly see the microscopic mollusc-like organisms. Final proof that there was life on Mars. I wished I had a partner with me to collect samples.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Fiction
Dawn
“Dawn of a new era…. time for the whole nation to come together…” Who was he kidding? He would never get us out of this fix with his worn-out platitudes. What we needed was real leadership, bold leadership, decisive leadership. All night long I listened to him refining his speech down the hall, for all the good it would do him. Then, just before daybreak, the muffled CRACK-CRACK I was waiting for, quickly followed by a hail of automatic fire. A pause, before the Secret Service man came bursting through the door.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Fiction
The rambler's rest
Ask me about heaven and I would describe a pub by a craggy seashore, flickering flames rising from an open hearth. There, I would sit resting from the day’s ramble, pint pot in hand, as I listen to an old sea dog spinning a yarn. One such seafarer, Thomas was his name, sat with me by the fire in the Rambler’s Rest one evening, telling tales of the seven seas.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Fiction
Hilma and Piet
Are you ever inspired to write something after seeing a work of art for the first time? I dreamt up this story while viewing a new exhibition at Tate Modern in London, where I volunteer as a visitor host. I then sat down in the middle of the gallery, surrounded by paintings, and wrote the story on my iPhone. Since it came to 99 words, I thought I might as well round it up into a drabble by editing the story into its present 100-word form. I was also planning to continue with the dialogue and write a longer story but was interrupted when the exhibition closed for the evening. Looking at these 100 words now, I kind of think this little tale stands up on its own.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Fiction
