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An Excerpt Taken from the Journal of Survivor T446, Tham Somners

This flash fiction sci-fi story was written by my father (who writes under the pen name ‘A. A. Moss’). It’s a great little story, so I decided to share it here on my page. I hope you enjoy reading it.

An Excerpt Taken from the Journal of Survivor T446, Tham Somners – By A. A. Moss

It has finally arrived! After all of the years of planning, the millions of hours of work, preparation, deadlines, time running out, and the countless lives lost by every single delay; hope was once again flickering to being deep in my heart. The planet was virtually dead, it had given all and more, and we had taken all we could from it; giving back nothing but pollution, death and destruction – tainting its very lifeblood. We had reduced it to a lifeless husk, a pale shadow of its former glory. How we had even survived this long, is a miracle. There aren’t many of us left now. Millions had fallen to greed and want; the giving in to the material demands of society. In the beginning, there had been enough resources for everyone; very little of that was now left for those of us who still remain.

The few women who did endure the hardships of living on a dying world, and against all odds managed to become pregnant, had either been faced with the trauma and pain of bringing still-born infants into the world or had watched as their precious babes fell victim to the ever-growing infant mortality rate. The last viable birth had been decades ago – our species was dying out. We were an ageing race, desperate to survive but living on a planet which we had long ago pushed past the point of supporting life.

The pollution count was high today – higher than before; a much-overused phrase in these times. Everything we recorded was ‘higher’ than any previous records. Temperature, ice cap reduction, water toxicity levels, air quality – all hitting record highs with each and every passing day. We are constantly besieged by extreme weather and terrible earthquakes – caused by our ever more destructive mining, extraction and fracking practices. Flooding had reduced entire continents to little more than a series of islands. The ground that had survived the inundation of toxic, waste-filled water, turned quickly to desert; sitting, barren and unworkable, beneath the weight of a dismal grey sky – it was nothing short of Hell.

Still, we had existed – changed and mutated yes – but existence is existence, and we were survivors!

Our remaining scientists have been searching far and wide for a new planet, one with the specific environmental conditions rendering it capable of supporting our dying race. Finally, a suitable host world had been located; and, alongside it, our species’ renewed hope of salvation. We would be able to settle there, in this new garden, and reclaim at least some of what we had lost. It would take months for us to reach this new world, but we have the means to get there.

I have read the brief on our future home, and it sounds perfect. A few of the scientists had been slightly concerned about some of the indigenous creatures which were scattered across the planet’s surface, but others had argued that they wouldn’t pose any problem at all. In fact, they claimed that these low creatures would prove a valuable source of food; the strongest could even be used as beasts of burden, to assist in the building of our resurrected society. Besides, they had continued, we already have access to all of the technology which we had used to adapt this planet to serve our needs.

Yes, it had finally arrived! The day had come, at last, when we would travel from this dead world to a new home. In light of that prospect, my former concerns seem not quite as important as they once had. Perhaps we had learnt from our mistakes? Maybe not? Either way, was it really of any importance, now that we had a whole new world – fresh and young – waiting to welcome us?

I have to sign off this entry now as the launch sequence has just come across the intercom. As I listen to the numbers counting down, though, I feel a thrill run through my veins…10, 9, 8, 7… this is it! ….6, 5, 4… before long we will be setting foot on this Blue Planet, the one which the indigenous species rather crudely calls ‘Earth.’ …3, 2, 1.

The Glass Castle

If you enjoy poetry, myth and mysterious historical accounts, then please check out my poetic retelling of the meeting between Gwyn ap Nudd, Celtic God of the Otherworld, and Saint Collen of Cymru, a 7th-century warrior monk.

I will be adding the piece to this site in the next few days, but in the meantime, you can read it over at the Fellowship and Fairydust blog and magazine via the following link…

https://fellowshipandfairydust.com/2019/09/02/the-glass-castle/

Eteroa – A Second Chance

Hey all, I would greatly appreciate it if you would take a look at my brand new short story in audiobook format. At only £2.50, it costs less than a cup of coffee and is far more entertaining!

“A short story of love, loss and redemption. In the wake of the downfall of humanity, Tane, a lonely and ancient deity, decides to take action and bring about salvation for his human children, the planet which he created, and his own twice-broken heart.”

Written by Bernadette Flynn, and narrated by the amazingly talented voice actor, Kenneth Elliott. This professional-quality audio recording is 14:20 minutes in length – just right for listening to on your lunch break, the drive to work, or just before you go to bed! It is a work of fiction, based on one of the many wonderful creation myths from Papua and it’s surrounding nations.

This audiobook contains dystopian themes, but is suitable in content for all ages. The language used within this tale is aimed at those with a reading comprehension of age 12 and above. If you would like to purchase this audiobook, or want to listen to a free sample, please visit my Bookstore.

Many heartfelt thanks in advance for your ongoing support.

A Magical Series With A Healthy Dose Of Chaos!

Karen Chance has stayed firmly at the top of my favourite authors’ list for more than a decade now. The Cassandra Palmer and Dorina Basarab series are nothing short of brilliant. With a cast of colourful three dimensional characters (sometimes four if you count time travel) and addictive plot lines, these series will leave you gasping for more.

If that doesn’t make you want to pick up her books then you can also check out a review for Brave the Tempest at the following link…

Calling All Poetry Lovers!

Solitary Secret Paths is on offer at Amazon in both kindle and paperback format at only £1.16 again at the moment (RRP £5.45). That’s a huge 79% saving!!!

If you haven’t had a chance to buy it yet, or know someone who enjoys poetry and deserves a thoughtful gift, the you can find Solitary Secret Paths via the link below.

Also, please remember that honest reviews are an authors lifeblood — the more the merrier!!

Have a wonderful holiday all.

Solitary Secret Paths https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1549857509/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_i_QpxUCbQ10G2C5

The Old Lone Tree

Go ye down to the old Lone Tree
Leave ye an offering and proffer your plea
Perchance the Fair Folk will answer thee
Down at the old Lone Tree

But place your offering on the floor below
Nary on the branches, or the Fair Folk will know
Disturb their slumber and your peace will go
Show respect at the old Lone Tree

Cut ye no branch, nor pluck ye no flower
Or else beware of the Fair Folk’s power
They’ll torment your every hour
Then return to the old Lone Tree

Behind Closed Doors…

I’d like to encourage you all to check out, and wish a happy book birthday to, ’Behind Closed Doors’ a fantastic new anthology of literary works from talented authors right across the globe.

This collection of short stories, essays and poetry has been painstakingly compiled and edited by the wonderfully talented Casey Laine.

It also features a piece of poetry by yours truly!!

You can find the 188 page anthology in e-book format for an introductory steal (at only £2.25) via the following link…

https://www.amazon.com/Behind-Closed-Doors-Writers-Assembled-ebook/dp/B07FDHRNQQ

Recommended Reading: The Witch’s Touch

Having been given the privilege of reviewing this soon to be released short story by Rosie Wylor-Owen, I can whole heartedly recommend it for anyone who enjoys the urban fantasy genre. Nice characters, fantastic imagery and all in all a great little story!




Criminals are going missing. Felons or not, Detective Meeks is duty-bound to find them, with little to go on but a suspicious encounter between the latest missing person and a local business owner. As the case unravels, Meeks struggles to make sense of a world he thought he understood. Yet this twist of fate could be his chance to truly making a difference to the community he holds dear.

Amanda Solanke is used to making waves, but never with the police. The last person to see the latest missing criminal, she is dragged to the heart of a police investigation. A small business owner in the eyes of the community, behind closed doors Amanda and her partner Leona guard a magical secret. The closer they are watched, the closer Amanda and Leona come to facing the ultimate danger: exposure.


This short story will be released on 22.03.18 but is available for pre-order now for the bargain price of £0.99!!

Amazon link:

The Witch’s Touch https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07BH6MJW3/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_SLgSAbMY7AFJR

Poetry Updates

Due to publication rules on Amazon KDP, I’ve had to remove some of my poems which were previously published on this website.

Don’t worry though you can still find them all in ‘Solitary Secret Paths’ the first volume of my new poetry collection, for sale on Amazon in both paperback and e-book format. Currently the paperback copy is on offer at £3.62 and the e-book is £1.99.

Every purchase is incredibly appreciated and goes towards keeping my rescue animals and I ticking along happily, so thank you sooo much. Don’t forget to leave an honest review on Amazon to tell others what you thought of it!! 😉


You can find Solitary Secret Paths by clicking on the following link…< em>Solitary Secret Paths https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/1549857509/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_eUgNAbW89FNWT

Morality vs the Written Word

Today a question was asked in one of my writing groups and as it’s not the first time I’ve seen a question of this nature when thumbing through the posts, I decided it merited an article of its own.

An author had used the word ‘lame’ in the context of a character replying to a proposed idea as such.


Character 1: “I’m going to skip the party and just chill in the library.”

Character 2: “Lame.”


The author in question had then sent their work on to beta readers, one of whom came back and informed the author that by using that word they were in fact being ableist.


[Ableism: discrimination in favour of able-bodied people.]


The author was addressing the writers group to get further feedback to ascertain how other writers viewed the issue so that she could make the decision on whether to remove the word from her work as the beta suggested.

Many of the group agreed that within the context of her work, the use of ‘Lame’ was perfectly acceptable and that for it to actually qualify as ableist, in any real sense, there would have to be the proper intent behind the use which was clearly absent in this case.

One member was brave enough to challenge the overall opinion, however, citing that people shouldn’t use the word because it could cause offense and went on to describe an occasion where a friend of hers had used the word ‘crippled’ in her presence even though she herself was wheelchair bound for much of the time.

She cited that language evolves alongside empathy and that we have a duty to bear that in mind when writing, and that she herself would never use the word ‘lame’ in her work for this very reason. Several of the points that she made were completely valid and in one sense I applaud her bravery for coming forward and defending her beliefs.

The word ‘lame’ is most often used in today’s society to describe something that wouldn’t be good or enjoyable. When you take into account that it used to be the most widely used description for anyone with mobility issues that does sound pretty bad doesn’t it?

I must admit that in my real life I usually choose to err on the side of empathy and common sense wherever possible. That being said, in my opinion it is also important as writers to understand that the worlds which we write and our real selves/lives often lie miles apart in many ways.

One of the hardest things for any writer to accomplish is the formation of three dimensional believable characters. Without these, stories are little more than a block of uninteresting text on a page.

If we all only wrote characters with our own moral values then stories as a whole would become very dull indeed. Basically, we would spend our days either writing stereotypical superhero’s or every story would end up containing miniature versions of our most pedestal-living selves.

Let’s face it, were that the case, no one would want to read a single word we penned down at the end of the day, no matter how much blood, sweat and tears we poured into the endeavor.

The key to a great story is to have a wonderful array of colorful characters who cover the whole spectrum from truest good to darkest evil. That being said our characters also need to be as realistic and true to their natures as possible, including when it comes to swearing, crossing the moral and ethical line etc.

In conclusion

Should you use ‘lame’ when referring to another human being in your day to day life, down at the local supermarket maybe? Or in the schoolyard?

Certainly not in my personal opinion. To do so could be hurtful and rude in the extreme.

In that case, should you worry about putting the word, in the not enjoyable/not good context, because your character happens to be a teen and that, like it or not, is the language frequently used by real life teens?

Not even remotely! Be true to your characters, warts and all, as realism above all is one of the building blocks of a fantastic story!!

Happy writing all 🙂