Daffodils blooming. ‘Walking was a habit that was to stay with him all his life.’    Anuradha Kumar I’m continuing the daily shots from our walks in the local forest for the moment. Another photograph from my collection will provide a wider view of the world and some of its wonders.If you share on social media, …
147 pages Literary Anthology This is an anthology of the winning entries for the poetry, short fiction, and flash fiction annual contest held in 2020. It includes the ‘commended’ entries, too.The Bridport is a well-respected international literary competition. Along with other contemporary creative activities, what is considered ‘good’ is down to personal taste. We’ve all …
A steep path out of the woods. ‘An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.’    Henry David Thoreau I’m continuing the daily shots from our walks in the local forest for the moment. Another photograph from my collection will provide a wider view of the world and some of its wonders.If you share …
Old road through the forest. ‘Walking ten thousand miles is better than reading ten thousand books.’    Chinese Proverb I’m continuing the daily shots from our walks in the local forest for the moment. Another photograph from my collection will provide a wider view of the world and some of its wonders. Coltsfoot, now brightening the …
March mists in the forest. ‘The men walked like scissors; the women trod like cats.’    Katherine Mansfield I’m continuing the daily shots from our walks in the local forest for the moment. Another photograph from my collection will provide a wider view of the world and some of its wonders.If you share on social media, …
Word cloud created through wordart.com Environment, Capitalism, and Religious Hypocrisy are major themes running through my WIP, a work my publisher’s team of editors recently returned with ‘edit notes’. This wasn’t the usual ‘line edit’ I’ve had in the past and, on reading the notes, I was initially taken aback. My first response was that …
The path runs through young beech trees, lending their autumn colours even in early spring, until new growth will shed them. ‘Every walker is a guard on patrol to protect the ineffable.’    Rebecca Solnit I’m continuing the daily shots from our walks in the local forest for the moment. Another photograph from my collection will …
Curving forest road. ‘As she walked she lifted her knees high, her feet far out in front of her, like a drum majorette on parade.’    Nancy Huddleston Packer Daily shots from our walks in the local forest will continue for the moment. I’ll include another photograph from my collection to provide a wider view of …
Word cloud created via Wordart.com This series began as a way to suggest possible topics for research for those writing fiction set in the future on Earth. The list runs to 100, and so far, I’ve covered 16 in detail. However, it strikes me it might be more productive for writers to tackle those subjects …
Hillside village in the forest. ‘My steps became extravagantly buoyant, like those of a high wire artist walking on a hidden trampoline.’    Robert Traver Daily shots from our walks in the local forest will continue for the moment. I’ll include another photograph from my collection to provide a wider view of the world and its …
A rather tortured tree trunk. ‘It seems thus possible to give a preliminary definition of walking as a space of enunciation.’    Michel de Certeau Daily shots from our walks in the local forest will continue for the moment. I’ll include another photograph from my collection to provide a wider view of the world and its …
Joni was inspired by my photos to write a poem. It was an idea I loved, knowing how sensitive and atmospheric her poetry is. Here is the collaboration. Enjoy!
A Collaboration between Joni and Stuart Aken, Photos by Stuart. Please visit Stuart’s website for his photography and publications - Poem by Joni Caggiano
cracks in the old stone cry out to me like a whimpering fairy with golden eyes smooth the aging skin upon the river swept rocks sweltering and charming with a parasol reflection of a red hot sun
when you rub their skin, it is soft alike a new pup’s underbelly, so yielding as lovers, we often lean upon her stony surface you are the royal stem holding my maiden flower within your arms
our gait hastens as pores bleed with a craving so intense our wrapping a silk cocoon binding our bodies with opulent smells consuming us entirely, we reach our field of spotted flowers, our nest
we spread our blanket with purpose untying my corset ribbons, your breath quickens naked I can feel…
Pool in the Forest of Dean ‘All truly great thoughts are conceived while walking.’       Friedrich Nietzsche Daily shots from our walks in the local forest will continue for the moment. I’ll include another photograph from my collection to provide a wider view of the world and its wonders.Share on social media so more people stuck …
The introduction to this series is here. This post looks at Climate. For most writers of future fiction, this is a no-brainer. We’ve made ourselves familiar with the science, understand the realities, know the world is utterly unprepared to deal with what is now correctly termed a ‘climate emergency’. We know governments, Big Business, led …
Misty avenue of firs. ‘Walking makes us take problems in our stride.’    Andy Hargreaves Daily shots from our walks in the local forest will continue for the moment. I’ll include another photograph from my collection to provide a wider view of the world and its wonders.Share on social media so more people stuck indoors due …