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The Jack Field, a poem by LB Sedlacek at Spillwords.com

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Jim Wilson-Storey

I was born and raised in Yorkshire, England. At fifteen I left school without the skills or maturity to appreciate the wider world. At nineteen I packed a bag and wandered through Europe and North Africa, learning from the road. At twenty‑five I earned the qualifications for university, eventually becoming a high school teacher and later an education manager. Now I live with my amazing wife on an island north of Seattle. After retiring and with encouragement from Spillwords and the Clever Park Writers Group, I traded reports for storytelling. And that's where the fiction began...

Cast Off by Niall Crowley

The two computer screens tighten their grip. Tom pivots between them, tracking one while he works on the other. Careful discipline from early morning to close of business. Number crunching, he would have termed it before. Now it’s data management and verification, his task to model and tabulate clients’ financial situations and options. Bookkeeping, he would admit to, in more candid moments. He’s tethered firmly to the task, though, and has been since he started here, nearly two years now. Bound in the rigour the work requires, as if life itself depends on it. Top floor, dormer window ...

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Interview Q&A With Jim Wilson-Storey

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Interview Q&A With Jim Wilson-Storey

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Ode To My Headphones

The Power to Undo

The Jack Field

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Ode To My Headphones

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Interview Q&A With Jim Wilson-Storey

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Don’t Remember Her This Way

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Trepidation Sits On My Doorstep

Laughter in Sorrow

Starless Heart

Graceful Decay

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