FICTION FRIDAY
The Answering Machine
The answering machine attached to the landline is full. I remember when they used to be tiny cassette tapes. Now it’s all digital. Memory still has a limited capacity. No one has bothered to delete all of the abandoned phone calls from telemarketers and scammers. Mixed into the continual pulses of ended phone calls is the occasional voice mail from Mum who says she’ll call back later. I can delete the memory but won’t, can’t forget, the abandonment.
I am an English teacher and drummer/percussionist with an interest in literary pursuits, creative endeavours, rhythmic permutations, theological amplifications and comedic outbursts.
Here you will find my creative detritus: articles on living a creative life and writing explorations.
And other ideas I have snaffled from the papers stuck on the fridge door.
Twitter: @RevHappiness
Instagram: @handwrittenpages
My collaborative epistolary novel, "Post Marked: Piper's Reach," written with Jodi Cleghorn (@JodiCleghorn) out now via Vine Leaves Press.
Come and browse through the library; there is no need to be silent.
A Fullness in Brevity - Adam Byatt 