Andrew F M WilsonThe rain pounded the window hard, and as I looked instinctively toward the closed curtains covering my window, lightening flashed and exposed for a br…moreThe rain pounded the window hard, and as I looked instinctively toward the closed curtains covering my window, lightening flashed and exposed for a brief moment the shadowy outline of a man standing behind them. I knew then, I was not alone in my room. (less)
Andrew F M WilsonSuch a difficult question! I’d love to visit 221B Baker st, stand on the deck of the Hispaniola and swap stories with Long John, or roam the deserts o…moreSuch a difficult question! I’d love to visit 221B Baker st, stand on the deck of the Hispaniola and swap stories with Long John, or roam the deserts of Dune. Too many to choose!(less)
Made the paper in my home town this week, the Clydebank Post Really nice article and I’m so grateful to them for including me. I’m on a mission to contact two of my high school teachers who got me into poetry. Would like to present them personally with a copy of my books.