by londonlitproject

 

10:50 Booklover's Corner

1934. The bell jangles and Orwell pops his head up from a stack of books to greet the customer. He nods, as it’s difficult to hear over the downpour. The customer, a bus conductor, slops his gamp in the bucket by the door and heads straight for “Murder on the Orient Express”.

A man does not lay eggs, thinks Orwell.

 

Angela Meyer

@LiteraryMinded // literaryminded.wordpress

Angela Meyer is a Melbourne-based writer and reviewer and is currently working towards becoming a Doctor of Creative Arts within the Writing and Society Research Group at the University of Western Sydney. Her novel, which is being written as part of her thesis, was longlisted for the Mslexia Women’s Novel Competition (UK) in late 2011. Angela was also Highly Commended in the Qantas Spirit of Youth Awards (Written Word category) in 2012. After visiting London on a number of occasions, Angela hopes to return to see the V&A David Bowie exhibition in 2013!

2 Responses to Late Morning South End Road Hampstead
  1. October 30, 2012 at 1:00 pm

    Quirky. A great idea well executed!

  2. November 10, 2012 at 3:50 am

    O cunning! And what a perfect title, too!