Short Story -The Tay Bridge

The Tay Bridge Disater Sunday December 28th. 1879

A recent assignment was to write a short story about the aftermath of the Tay Bridge disaster.

On the night of 28th. December a train started off across the bridge during a terrible storm. The bridge, only one year old, had not been designed to withstand the storm strength wind, and a large section fell into the river taking the train with it. There were no survivers, an estimated 75 dead. How to write a story about such a thing? That’s the problem!

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A Pause in the Story Supply

No stories lately I’m afraid,as I am trying to gather them all together to make an ebook of short stories.

I have recently resurrected a novel which the mice have not quite eaten, so will look at regularly posting a chapter a week if I can. It might be too dreadful, I haven’t read it yet!

Short Story

Nightingales

Inspired by the words at the beginning of Dante’s Inferno

“In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost. Ah, how hard a thing it is to tell what a wild, and rough, and stubborn wood this was, which in my thought renews the fear!”

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