Houseboat (this is not a Villanelle)

(it’s meter practice; I went to a poetry workshop at the Dylan Thomas Centre this morning and I’ve got rhymes on my mind; I know I said I shouldn’t rhyme…)

100 words about a haunted houseboatApologies, my home is rocking at all times

Be careful not to trip over those lines.

They move on their own without any warning

And you don’t want to lose your footing.

Once in the water your fate’s out of my hand;

I’ve tried it before, they’ll ignore my demand.

Water’s their domain. It’d be insane

To stand in between them and what they want.

It’s them who rock, it’s them who trip,

It’s them who may well sink this ship.

My home is my castle but I’m not in charge

The ghosts of the drowned keep haunting this barge.

Top 3 Stories – October 2015

Is it November yet? Why yes, it is.

That can only mean one thing: NaNoWriMo! Well, it also means that it’s Top Three time:

I was terrible at replying to comments last month, but I was on holiday. I am going to be crazy-busy this month (NaNoWriMo, the rink will open soon, NaNoWriMo) but I promise I’ll work on my comment reply time.

So, let’s put it to the test: Tell me what your favourite October story was.