Simon George
Bio
I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. In 2021, I published my debut book "The Truth Behind The Smile" a self-help guide for your mental health based on my personal experience with depression. Go check it out.
IG: @AuthorSimonGeorge
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Every 4th Sunday
Gather your thoughts and stuff them into your pockets with your cold hands. Burrow your head between your shoulders and smother your feelings with the warmth of your gifted, cotton scarf. The same one you always wear at this time of year. The one she gifted you on her last Christmas.
By Simon George10 days ago in Fiction
90s winter lessons
*** Frozen fingers can – Tie no shoes. Hot baths bring no – warmth. Cold water thaws. *** Whenever my toes or fingers go numb from the cold, and I rush home in search of warmth, I hover my hand over the hot water tap. But I'm an 80s kid and grew up in the 90s when playing football with ice on the pitch was still allowed. I always remember the sting of bitter shock and disappointment when my freezing cold toes hit the steaming hot water of a lovingly prepared bath.
By Simon George24 days ago in Poets
Oppy: An innocent little murderer
“She’s dead.” “No, no, no. I don’t believe you!” That was thirteen months ago, and I still don’t believe him. Travis, the chief of police. It was him, I know it. He was the last one to see her alive, my mother. They had been seeing each other for a few months before her death. I know he had something to do with it, and he’s covering it up. That’s why I’m here, standing at the foot of his bed in the middle of the night, holding a rifle. His rifle. I know what you’re thinking: he should have kept it locked away. It was. I stole the key three days ago. He doesn’t use it much. It’s not police issue. There’s no reason for him to have it other than that he likes guns.
By Simon George5 months ago in Fiction
A Freshen Up
***Character name change. Selena is now Mikaela, and is of both English and Swedish decent.*** I decided that maybe Marianne was right, a fresh look might help to switch things up. Boost my confidence and, at the very least, stop anyone or anything from mistaking me for a camel. I booked a haircut for Friday lunchtime, and I’m about to leave the office. Checking myself in the bathroom mirror, I run my hand through my hair. It does look kind of long and scruffy. Usually, I wait for around seven to eight weeks between haircuts to save money. Perhaps that’s having more of a negative impact that’s worth more than the £30 I’m saving annually. It’s not just long and scruffy, though, admittedly, my ‘look’ has become a bit bland. It has no real shape to it. I’ve been googling hairstyles for men and searching for the right words to describe them, because I never know what to say when I’m in the chair. I usually just tell the barber, “Short back and sides and shorter on top,” meaning, just cut it. I may as well just shrug. I searched the barbershop’s website for the most stylish and sought-after barber, Bruno, and booked an appointment with him. Hopefully, he can help me out.
By Simon George5 months ago in Chapters
