Author Archives: Tiggy Hayes
First and Last
“The room still smelt of sex and sweat.” It was such a great first line, but despite that fabulous start the rest of the story didn’t deliver. I have rewritten it time and time again, with different protagonists, different themes … Continue reading
Bah Humbug
It was maybe the best Christmas ever, certainly, if I don’t count the curry we had a few years ago when renting a cottage for the week, it was the best Christmas dinner I have had for a long time. … Continue reading
Sprinkling the Magic -Story Snippet
This was a piece I was asked to write for a workshop. It was all a bit rushed but tries to capture the spooky season with a slightly different take. It was a large full moon that lit the starless … Continue reading
Writing Fear
I call myself a writer and my own experiences should nurture my writing. Remembering to capture the physicality of emotion is not always a priority but over the last 24 hours I have suffered a full spectrum of fearful senses. … Continue reading
Butterfly
I returned to my favourite week of the year; Swanwick. The trepidation never dissipates and the fear still accompanied me up the long driveway. Was I good enough? Who would remember me? Why was I pretending to be a writer? … Continue reading
Hidden Support
As individuals we all go through diverse and unique experiences which collide together to create the characters we become, totally distinctive and unlike any other being. Leaving us feeling solitary and solo. Sometimes it is in the most crowded of … Continue reading
Out of Control
Isn’t it funny how sometimes no matter what you do and what carefully laid plans you may have spent hours formalising; life just throws curve balls so fast you cannot return them all. And this time what a curve ball. … Continue reading
Making Time
Lists, lists and more lists! My days run to a prescribed set of instructions that I have transposed into a list of what I am to do today, my bucket list of what I want to do in my life, … Continue reading
Chicken or Egg
Visit or make up? I found myself in Ireland the other week celebrating St Patrick’s Day with my brother who reached his significant half century on the very day. “As the Irish have so kindly laid on a party each … Continue reading
Seize that Intention
Is it me? Or has the last year gone so fast I cannot catch my breath. As far as writing is concerned I have done sporadic in depth sessions and certainly have a new Nano book “Destination” waiting for editing. … Continue reading