Category Archives: Fiction

The Birth Of Domestic Bliss

Posted on June 30, 2025 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Ignatius Plotsky was a poet in waiting, a painter in search of a canvas and writer of some obscurity whose insights were sited somewhere beyond the land of meaning.  Following a few drinks at the bar, and spotting a young … Continue reading →

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Loved And Not Loved

Posted on May 20, 2025 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

In these last days and hours before my final breath may I, Gordon Richard Carlson, lay my guilt and thoughts before you as a matter of conscience, if not regret, so that I might meet my maker free of worldly … Continue reading →

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|She Was My Home

Posted on April 29, 2025 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Away from the world of career strategy, while working in a Care Home, I found the doorway to a place of gentle resignation and understanding. I am drawn to explore and the lady I met there made that voyage kindly … Continue reading →

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The Cost Of Our Choices

Posted on January 13, 2025 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

You lived creatively letting art define your life, fearless in your every day, walking the path I should have walked if I had courage in my veins; but I was a percentage man, careful always not to fail. I talked … Continue reading →

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Notes From The Wilderness

Posted on September 18, 2023 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

I have been loved but not totally, married, but not happily, qualified for professions I barely understood but in other ways I’ve drunk at life like a madman: walking the streets, connecting with strangers openly and reacting to the music … Continue reading →

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The Final Word

Posted on April 3, 2023 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

You hear it on the radio: some transmission made decades before, a fragment of a conversation, picked up as your ship travels it’s now uncharted path. “I’ll see you soon, put the kettle on,”  then  laughter and a silence which … Continue reading →

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Awkward Hello’s

Posted on March 13, 2023 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Here I was, or there, or even here and there.  Well, OK. On a towpath, walking back quite early in the morning after sampling the local brand of fresh air, lightly seasoned with diesel fumes and a sprinkling of cement … Continue reading →

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Bottled Emotions

Posted on February 27, 2023 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Things could have been worse for “Threadbare” Jo, and how often is that true:  his morale was protected by his poor understanding of his situation, but even he knew he lived in an affection free zone. Thus it was that … Continue reading →

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Testing the Boundaries

Posted on February 13, 2023 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Malcolm Vexley, or, as he liked to remind those careless of rank, Sir Malcolm Vexley, was a business tycoon of standing who enjoyed what he modestly described as “A position of note in the city.” I had no immediate knowledge … Continue reading →

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Love In Hindsight

Posted on January 30, 2023 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Those early years: the morning coffees taken when the day was full of promise vanished in a fog created by that sense I was not to be relied upon or trusted by any life I touched. Those words you said … Continue reading →

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