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Michael Scriven reads extracts from Solitanu’s Blog, Counterfeit, Downward Spirals and Aquatic Sky – four Fictitious Books Podcasts.
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Civil War blog post by Zeb Solitanu
For six months after the vote it was an open civil war. I suppose that it was inevitable really. Half the country had wanted one thing and the other half had wanted the opposite. So there was no scope for compromise. However much the Clockwisers shouted, it was clear from the outset that the Anticlocks wouldn’t give way. They’d won and they weren’t going to listen to any Clockwise whining about the need to alter the outcome and be accommodating………
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Counterfeit by Michael Scriven
5 pm, Saturday 1 June 1940, Bray Dunes, Dunkirk
Somewhere deep in the recesses of his consciousness Paul could sense a nascent light. He couldn’t see it but he knew it was there. It was lodged in the depths of his being and struggling to come to the surface as a long forgotten slumbering memory. It was a light that danced and played intermittently along the walls of his mind like a torchlight flickering with varying degrees of intensity in a murky tunnel or a confined space………
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 Downward Spirals by George Ithaka
2:30 am, Saturday 11 May 1968, Rue Gay Lussac, Paris
The metal frame of the Citroen DS was melting in front of Daniel Harte’s eyes. He could feel the heat blistering the acrylic paint on the bodywork from twenty yards. It was the first time he’d seen a car disintegrate. The speed surprised him. One moment he’d been looking at an expensive automobile gleaming by the side of the road; the next he was contemplating an erupting fireball after a Molotov cocktail had shattered beneath its chassis………
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 Aquatic Sky by Scarlett Moonstone
Writing a blog isn’t straightforward. Or, to be more precise, writing this particular blog isn’t. It might look easy, but that’s where you’d be wrong. The problem is that you don’t have many words to express yourself. It’s usually a thousand maximum, I’ve been told. In this place though it’s much less. People don’t have time to read nowadays. They get bored easily and their minds start wandering. So I’ve been ordered to keep it short and snappy – no more than two hundred. And then there’s the instructions on style and tone: personal but not familiar, conversational but not colloquial. And above all else, not disrespectful. That’s the most important part. I can’t afford to lapse into anything that can be vaguely construed as insolent………
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