Robert James
@robertjameswrites.bsky.social
Self published author. The Dull Men - out now!! www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0FDMDKQGB
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I am a lyric to a song never made
August 26, 2025 at 9:50 PM
I am a lyric to a song never made
How to sell a book. Answers on a postcard please!
July 25, 2025 at 9:06 PM
How to sell a book. Answers on a postcard please!
The pens awaited inspection on return. Three pens lay in perfect parallel, equidistant from each other. Blue, black, red. Lined up like soldiers awaiting orders. I couldn't remember the last time I'd actually used them for anything more than this morning ceremony.
July 16, 2025 at 8:23 PM
The pens awaited inspection on return. Three pens lay in perfect parallel, equidistant from each other. Blue, black, red. Lined up like soldiers awaiting orders. I couldn't remember the last time I'd actually used them for anything more than this morning ceremony.
Anywho I am currently writing a new book called 'The Allotment Plot" or 'Awkward Bones' - undecided. Here is a snippet.
July 14, 2025 at 7:42 PM
Anywho I am currently writing a new book called 'The Allotment Plot" or 'Awkward Bones' - undecided. Here is a snippet.
I have tried and failed to keep an X and bluesky account. I think bluesky might win. X is just full of fake author profiles and posts written with AI..
July 14, 2025 at 6:28 PM
I have tried and failed to keep an X and bluesky account. I think bluesky might win. X is just full of fake author profiles and posts written with AI..
July 7, 2025 at 9:58 PM
The Dull Men - out now!! www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0FDMDKQGB
The Dull Men
The Dull Men eBook : Neville, RJ: Amazon.co.uk: Kindle Store
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July 7, 2025 at 9:57 PM
The Dull Men - out now!! www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0FDMDKQGB
The corner shop was a study is mundanity. Although what corner shop isn’t? You don’t go to a corner shop to be titillated. Well, maybe you do but I almost certainly don’t. It sat between a nail salon (two occupants, neither were paying) and a betting shop (too many occupants, all paying).
April 23, 2025 at 9:54 PM
The corner shop was a study is mundanity. Although what corner shop isn’t? You don’t go to a corner shop to be titillated. Well, maybe you do but I almost certainly don’t. It sat between a nail salon (two occupants, neither were paying) and a betting shop (too many occupants, all paying).
I travelled through a particularly purple patch.
Ready meal, frozen pizza, fridge on the latch
Navel gazing, all day grazing, no work no slaving
Pack of twenty, nicotine fever dream, no sleep that’s plenty
Fresh air, despair, no change of underwear
Ready meal, frozen pizza, fridge on the latch
Navel gazing, all day grazing, no work no slaving
Pack of twenty, nicotine fever dream, no sleep that’s plenty
Fresh air, despair, no change of underwear
April 21, 2025 at 4:58 PM
I travelled through a particularly purple patch.
Ready meal, frozen pizza, fridge on the latch
Navel gazing, all day grazing, no work no slaving
Pack of twenty, nicotine fever dream, no sleep that’s plenty
Fresh air, despair, no change of underwear
Ready meal, frozen pizza, fridge on the latch
Navel gazing, all day grazing, no work no slaving
Pack of twenty, nicotine fever dream, no sleep that’s plenty
Fresh air, despair, no change of underwear
The Black Lightning (out now)
"Tell you what, my lamb. Since you're clearly lost, I'll give you directions." She leans forward, her voice dropping to a stage whisper. "Back out the door, hang a sharp left at the therapy you so clearly need, and keep walking until you've fucked all the way off."
"Tell you what, my lamb. Since you're clearly lost, I'll give you directions." She leans forward, her voice dropping to a stage whisper. "Back out the door, hang a sharp left at the therapy you so clearly need, and keep walking until you've fucked all the way off."
April 21, 2025 at 11:28 AM
The Black Lightning (out now)
"Tell you what, my lamb. Since you're clearly lost, I'll give you directions." She leans forward, her voice dropping to a stage whisper. "Back out the door, hang a sharp left at the therapy you so clearly need, and keep walking until you've fucked all the way off."
"Tell you what, my lamb. Since you're clearly lost, I'll give you directions." She leans forward, her voice dropping to a stage whisper. "Back out the door, hang a sharp left at the therapy you so clearly need, and keep walking until you've fucked all the way off."
April 20, 2025 at 11:14 PM
"Plums," I announced to the empty kitchen, suddenly remembering the fruit bowl's lone survivor. Its bruised flesh yielded under clingfilm, a sticky omen I deposited in bin liners already containing shredded maps.
April 18, 2025 at 10:38 PM
"Plums," I announced to the empty kitchen, suddenly remembering the fruit bowl's lone survivor. Its bruised flesh yielded under clingfilm, a sticky omen I deposited in bin liners already containing shredded maps.
April 18, 2025 at 2:10 PM
Blue Sky, Grey Sky, Clear Sky.
April 18, 2025 at 2:03 PM
Blue Sky, Grey Sky, Clear Sky.