Gillian Lesley Scott
Bio
Scots born Australian. Tales of being human. Despite aiming for the highest good of all, not always successful
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It only takes a minute…
It only takes a minute I can laugh about it now, but at the time I felt like I’d been punched in the throat. Of course I hadn’t actually been punched in the throat, God forbid. However I’d honestly have preferred a physical blow over the intense hurt and anger I felt. I mean didn’t you see me there? I was waving frantically… I just wanted to say bye. You know how these things go, don’t you? We weren’t likely to stay in touch. So Goodbye REALLY mattered.
By Gillian Lesley Scott2 years ago in Fiction
The World’s Longest Lockdown is over…!
And I don’t care I realise I’m supposed to jump for joy and yes, I know many are, but I’m not ready for it. Well definitely not ready for parts of it. While I would look forward to eating at a restaurant again or going to the theatre there is no rush. I am definitely not ready to go back to work.
By Gillian Lesley Scott3 years ago in Humans
Filling the Voids
Filling the voids Penelope had a lot of empty space in her life. She ran her tongue over her empty gums, ok she still had most of her teeth but she had an ugly denture and she’d rather have the gaps, than wrestle with that hideous hunk of plastic. So there was one gap or gaps to be more accurate. She squinted at herself in the bathroom mirror poking her tongue out through the void. She could have taken a little more care of her teeth, that was one empty space she may have have avoided.
By Gillian Lesley Scott3 years ago in Fiction