ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I'm thirty nine, recently single again. I have two boys Cli' (pronounced clee) Real name Christopher and Mark. I'm a care in the community nurse and formerly (when I was married) an occupational Therapist working with the mentally ill on a secure unit. I love reading and writing and meeting people. I hate offal, seafood and intolerance. I keep dog, cat, polecats, rats and reptiles. And for seven years ran the second largest reptile sanctuary in Britain. Apart from having my lads, I think that's probably the most worthwhile thing I've ever done. Writing wise, I've been the main fiction writer for Legends magazine for three years.And have two books published 'Lizard's Leap' published by Quillusers, and 'Better the Devil You Know' soon to be released by Bestbooks.Um I drive a knackered old Astra, and ride a two litre trike. I live in the lake district of England, and am happy. :-) [January 2003]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (84) A Fork In The Road. (Short Stories) A paradox revolving round the lonely Holker Mosses in the dead of night. [2,835 words] [Mystery] A Twist In The Tail (Short Stories) - [963 words] Agony (Short Stories) The First in a series of Agony columns written by the unstoppable Aunt Nasty. (May be deemed offensive) [1,200 words] [Comedy] Agony 2 (Short Stories) Morew from the irrepresible Aunt Nasty (May be deemed offensive). [1,077 words] [Comedy] Angel Stew (Short Stories) The kitchens are in uproar. [826 words] [Comedy] Anne (Short Stories) - [707 words] Apple Of His Eye (Short Stories) Daddy's little girl, Daddy's little sweetheart. (May be deemed offensive). [1,742 words] [Drama] Attractions (Short Stories) People stared at the sisters and called them freaks. [678 words] [Drama] Bandit At Twelve-O-Clock (Short Stories) A sinister note drops through her letter box, but who is it from and what's it all about? [2,144 words] [Drama] Barriers (Short Stories) Everybody's frightened of the prisoner in the cell at the end of the block. [2,913 words] [Thriller] Breakfast In Bed (Short Stories) She loved her husband so much, and a sepcial man deserves a special breakfast. [1,633 words] [Horror] Car Trouble (Short Stories) Boys will be boys. [496 words] [Comedy] Cat's Chorus (Short Stories) - [1,332 words] Cherry Blossom (Short Stories) - [435 words] Cold, Cold Night.. (Short Stories) The night was beautiful but biting, she had to make her final farewells, a cigarette would help. [630 words] [Drama] Creeping Up From Behind. (Short Stories) You can't ever really know what someone else is thinking ... unless they choose to tell you. [925 words] [Drama] Dark Solitude. (Short Stories) A woman alone on the moors when a storm threatens, but this is no ordinanry storm and that is no ordinary lady. [1,434 words] [Drama] Dawn Rising (Short Stories) He looked at his own personal sunrise every morning, yet longed for the warmth of the sun. [1,069 words] [Drama] Deadly Persuit (Short Stories) Nature at its most cruel .. when it's interfered with by man. [1,541 words] [Drama] Deep Blue Eastern Light (Poetry) I've never been to Budapest, but I saw an image on a postcard, it was misty and had a sort of dreamy quality about it. I wondered about the spirit of Budapest. Hope I've done her justicce. [204 words] Different Road (Short Stories) Charlie is running scared. Will he find his way before his precious time runs out? [521 words] Empty House (Short Stories) This had been her domain, now it was only a shadow. [649 words] [Drama] Find Me A Place (Poetry) Everybody needs somewhere to run. [193 words] [Drama] Finding Fleur (Short Stories) Katy desperately wants to find Fleur, but does Fleur want to be found? [1,727 words] [Drama] Four Minute Warning (Short Stories) - [476 words] [Comedy] Freedom By Another Name (Short Stories) He's an imposter [557 words] [Drama] Furtive Glances (Short Stories) Always the last to know! [891 words] [Drama] Galaxy (Poetry) Let Venus bear witness and Mars be our guide. [139 words] Hickory, Dickory, Dock (Short Stories) - [991 words] [Drama] Is The Toilet Roll Half Full Or Half Empty (Short Stories) It's hard when you're at bursting point. [423 words] [Comedy] I've Always Wanted To Write... But! (Short Stories) There's always an excuse if you want to find one. [510 words] [Mind] Jasmine And Gardenia Love (Poetry) - [417 words] [Erotic] Jinny (Poetry) - [176 words] Just The Ticket (Short Stories) You pays your money and you takes your chances. [5,177 words] [Drama] Knockers (Short Stories) It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it. [2,210 words] [Drama] Little Bird (Short Stories) He liked fragile things [1,406 words] [Drama] Lizards Leap (Novels) Four children buy an intricately carved frame from a school fair. A crazy old woman chases them desperately wanting the carving for herself. What is the mystery surrounding the strange frame? [5,753 words] [Adventure] Long Walk Back To Jurassica (Poetry) Evolution and progress or three million steps backwards? [323 words] [Drama] Lookingthrough The Window (Short Stories) - [401 words] Madness Becomes You (Short Stories) She used to be someone, now she's several people, or maybe she's nobody at all, it makes no difference. [394 words] [Drama] Making My Way Back To You. (Short Stories) She'd told them a thousand times to keep the front door closed, now tragedy had struck. [1,926 words] [Drama] Memberwhen (Poetry) Memberwhen that mystical word of long ago memories. [189 words] [Drama] Mortar Doesn't Breathe. (Short Stories) The house was inanimate, dead ... because her child was gone. [1,114 words] [Drama] Mourning Glory (Short Stories) One of my favourite pieces. Please note *This is not a children's story* It's the tale of a little girl trying to be a child. [1,786 words] [Drama] Mumbles From The Madhouse (Novels) It was her first day on the secure unit and somehow she had to see it through. [2,215 words] [Drama] My Friend The Tiger And Me (Poetry) I wrote this for my little boy when he was having trouble at school. [942 words] [Animal] Naughty Bunny Goes To Ibiza (Short Stories) - [552 words] One-Man Race (Short Stories) He had only his nerves to rely on. One slip and the race would be lost. [664 words] [Drama] Out Of Print (Short Stories) A man, a boy, a love of reading and echoes of the past. [2,007 words] [Drama] Outrun The River (Poetry) The snow was melting fast and he owed it to himself and his seld of dogs to make it to safety. [145 words] [Action] Pact Of Joy. (Short Stories) Don't we all just want to be happy? [2,497 words] [Drama] Play With Me Please. (Short Stories) - [322 words] Return Of The Hellcat (Erotica May Be Offensive) (Short Stories) Please do not read this one if easily offended. Or even not so easily offended. Continuing sexploits of Dark Solitude. [3,390 words] [Erotic] Room For One More (Short Stories) The dream was haunting and wouldn't leave Mike alone. [1,728 words] [Drama] Rush Hour (Short Stories) - [419 words] Sally (Short Stories) - [2,268 words] Sinister Music (Novels) She had no psychic ability, so why had fate chosen her to foretell of the spate of brutal murders? [6,114 words] [Drama] So This Is My Life Then (Short Stories) - [517 words] [Comedy] Space Walk (Short Stories) May Cause offense. [1,290 words] [Drama] Spirit Dancer (Poetry) - [514 words] Sweet Child Of Mine (Short Stories) The old lady had been brutally mugged, her son was sucjh a good boy, but would his thoughts now turn to revenge? [1,843 words] [Drama] Tangled Web (Short Stories) Treat `em mean and keep `em keen. [596 words] [Drama] The Band Played On (Short Stories) - [1,486 words] [Drama] The Big Picture (Short Stories) The little girl was a great artist, but her subject matter was giving cause for concern. [776 words] [Drama] The Comet. (Short Stories) Remember! [796 words] [Drama] The Dinosaur (Short Stories) - [1,523 words] The Half Empty Glass. (Short Stories) They had no idea of the horror they were walking into. [3,030 words] [Drama] The Iceberg (Short Stories) She had to break the hold they had on him... release him from his parents grip. [410 words] [Drama] The Joker (Short Stories) - [2,032 words] The Lovers (Poetry) - [124 words] The Mark Of Jack (Short Stories) The start of something maybe. [1,044 words] [Drama] The Old Enemy (Short Stories) I just hope I've got the names right. [253 words] [Drama] The Rosary (Short Stories) May cause offense. [422 words] The Spark (Short Stories) - [557 words] The Thirteenth Station (Short Stories) - [8,024 words] [Horror] The Village Green. (Short Stories) - [559 words] [Drama] Three Mile Gap (Poetry) So close and yet... [285 words] [Drama] Tomorrow Lies Beside Us (Poetry) - [239 words] [Drama] Tusk (Short Stories) - [1,012 words] [Drama] Under The Whether (Short Stories) - [1,626 words] Watching And Waiting (Short Stories) - [1,253 words] [Drama] White Icing (Short Stories) - [1,385 words] Worlds Biggest Loser (Short Stories) - [114 words] You Are My Sunshine (Short Stories) - [1,285 words]
The Hhmmm Efect Sue (Sooz) Simpson
The Hhmmm effect is anything that makes you go “Hhmmm”. We all have them, but only
the truly blessed recognise them, and take time out to indulge in them.
Things that make me go hhmmm --sure there’s a song in there somewhere.
I’ve had a hard day, and the back of my shoulders are aching, to slip inch by inch into a
bath full of water, as hot as you can possibly stand it, now that’s the Hhmmm effect.
To have the time to be able to lie there decadently wallowing in the soft bubbles of the
aromatherapy bubble bath, without a child hopping from one foot to the other outside the
door and shouting “Muuuum I need the Jig, and I need it NOW”.
To glide, naked, between clean, freshly washed, or better still, brand new, crisp, cold
bedding. To be dog-tired, and be the first one to disturb the perfection of the freshly
made bed, to be able to stretch out your arms and legs to find the coldest parts, while you
sink back against the soft pillows.
To know that the days work is complete and doesn’t need to be faced for another twelve
hours.
To hear your child read, and to find that he breezes over words that he struggled on the
day before.
To hear him say he loves you.
The first kiss from a potential lover, that leaves you breathless, and yearning a thousand
more to follow. You can only have the one first kiss. Remember the ‘Jesus-Christ’ fireworks?
To take your horse at six am and ride fast and hard, along the deserted beach. To break
the virgin sand with galloping hoof prints. To smell of moist leather and horse sweat.
To stand on a clifftop at four am, and feel the wind blowing away your hurts.
My very favourite hhmm effect thing is but a pleasant memory for me now, which made it
all the more of an Hhmmm Effect, because I knew the feeling was only attainable for a
very short time.
It’s three am, and I’ve been sleeping since nine pm. I’m woken by the grizzling cries of
my two month old Son. He’s just come out of hospital, after two months of special care
baby treatment. It’s so good to have him home. I creep quietly into his nursery, and his
head turns slightly to the light, that washes gently in from the hall. I speak softly to him,
and he stops making his noise to listen, he recognises my voice and smiles. I love his
nursery it’s so pretty. Teddy Bear wall paper, and pine bookcases, with a full set of Enid
Blyton books, that were bought earlier for several other babies who decided not to stay in this world.
The shelves are lined with soft toys. A fluffy gradient of gruff looking bulldogs, daddy,
mummy, and baby. Two large gorillas, a multitude of teddies, and rabbits, and cats. All
watching, all guarding, all sharing the moment.
I walk to the cassette player and put on some soft music, very quietly. Beverly Craven,
Crystal Gayle, the Carpenters, something gentle, something soothing.
You are so warm asI lift you out of your cot. You have the unmistakable smell of clean baby. I
start to sing to you, very softly as I change you, you’re hungry and fractious, but I don’t
mind, it’s soon done.
Then I take you to the wicker peacock chair that sits between the two bookcases, We
get comfortable you and I, and then I put you to my breast and begin to feed you. It hurts,
but I don’t mind.
I’ve never forgotten the feeling of complete and utter peace and contentment, that those
moments gave me. I have never since felt as at ease with my life, as I did for those short
months, feeding you in the early hours of the morning. Yet, you are my serenity. Without
you and your elder brother there’d be no Hhmmm Effect. Nothing would matter or have
reason. There would be nothing to show, and nothing to teach. One day maybe I’ll ask
you about your Hhmmm Effects. I know you won’t remember the times in the old wicker
chair, but the feeling of my love, flowing from my body and through to yours, will have
given you a hunger for things to make you go Hhmmm. For what is that other than things
that bring comfort and pleasure. When the worlds a scary place we all need somewhere to
retreat to, for me it’s the wicker peacock chair, with soft music, ambient surroundings,
and you at my breast, Where do you go my love when the world becomes scary?
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"Hhmmm!Very nice Sooz,i really liked the bit about riding the horse on virgin sand smelling leather and sweat,i thought i might cruise through the past pieces to see what i could find and i saw your name,and remembered you had liked a couple of my pieces,which was very appreciated as no one else was interested,but that changed when i wrote Iraq attack,which i would love you to read ,it also has 2 follow ups,which where wrote before the war ,so i leave it up to you to decide weather i was talking sense or not.I will take the time now and again to read the rest of your work,so until you hear from me again,PEACE AND LOVE." -- Stuart Eric Longridge, Belfast.
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