Author Archives: Tiggy Hayes
Story Snippet – Shortlisted
Delighted to have been shortlisted in the Lancashire Authors Association 100-word competition. Honeymoon 2004 I returned to where our dreams were to start; but where my nightmares still haunt. The hotel, no longer romantic wooden huts opening onto the beach. … Continue reading
Story Snippet – Poppy
Standing tall, sentinel almost, the deep red caught the rising sun. A gentle breeze allowed it to sway chivalrous in its solitude. Acres of grass reach out to the new day, not knowing it would be hay before the sun … Continue reading
Blog
It came as much of a surprise to me as to many others I suspect. I have noticed a determination to take my writing somewhere, this year, almost a hunger tinged still with a big sense of self-doubt. I take … Continue reading
Stilettos – Story Snippet
She entered the room last, everybody turned to stare. Her dress down to her ankles clung so tight to her slim body, it revealed nothing underneath. It clung snakelike as she moved, the colours shimmering and catching in the light. … Continue reading
Zulu Warrior
I do not actually own a copy of “The Zulu Principle” by Jim Slater although I have often quoted the phrase. Maybe if writing does not work out for me, it might be money well invested if I buy the … Continue reading
New Chapters
I don’t even know where to begin… 2017 is done and maybe for the best. There were many things that happened to me over the year but the one that will always be connected to that year will be the … Continue reading
Tribute: Paddy Lawrence
It has been a whirlwind and maybe I have survived and maybe I didn’t, I guess time will tell. One thing is for sure I never want to go through that again. The other thing that is sure is that … Continue reading
Owl – Story Snippet
Hours of endless waiting; I stayed. I drove to you daily. I slept on the chair resting my head on your bed, many a time. I held your hand and fed you sips of water if nothing else. I listened … Continue reading
Out of Reach
Space and time are great levellers. I arrived back recently from my visit to Winchester Writers Festival. A focused, intense festival for all kinds of writers. Stepping through, what seemingly on the outside appeared like a normal pub door was … Continue reading
A job by any other name
I am a writer. At what point does that claim become true? I was at a meeting this week and the discussion was around an article that needed to be written for the local press. Someone turned to me and … Continue reading