piquet's Blog Entries

31 Jan 2014 18:11

31 Jan 2014 15:24

I'm pleased to announce that Part Eight, the final chapter of my novel Claudia Incarnata is finally published. All the mysteries are at last revealed in this lusty story set on the beautiful island of Sicily. Enjoy!

02 Feb 2013 18:44

Chapter 7, the lastest part of my mystery novel 'Claudia Incarnata' has just been posted. It's great as a stand alone tale but is also the latest episode in the mystery of Tintamare. Enjoy!


23 Sep 2012 00:50

24 Jul 2012 05:41

20 Jul 2012 00:34

To the anonymous person who gave my story ASC 1690 a '4' and left constructive criticism and nice comments - Thank you ! I value your honesty, your praise and your critique.

20 Jun 2012 00:05

My latest story and competition entry, A.S.C 1690, has been posted. It's a one off story about an ordinary girl who makes an extraordinary discovery. Read it and find out what....

15 May 2012 06:24

Part seven of my erotic mystery, 'Claudia Incarnata' is now posted. It is a lusty tale of one passionate young woman's quest to discover the secrets of her grandmother's beautiful house on the shores of the Mediterranean. Each chapter may be read as a stand alone story but the whole tale is very rewarding too.

02 Jun 2011 01:07

"The enemy of art is the absence of limitations." - Orson Welles

06 Apr 2011 09:39

13 Mar 2011 06:43

Conversation on a train between to young women : "Jayden asked me what I want for my birthday." "What did you say?" "I want the lights on."

16 Jan 2011 04:16

After work last Friday afternoon, while walking to my local produce market, I passed, as usual through a small arcade which leads to the upper story carparks. Suddenly and seemingly from nowhere, came the strains of 'La Donna e Mobile' from Verdi's Rigoletto. The aria was beautifully sung and the strong, vibrant notes cut through the mundane atmosphere of the arcade like a hot knife through butter. Of course the ignorant crowd turned and stared momentarily then went about their business. A few were clearly annoyed that the grey, uniformity of their lives had been interrupted by a few moments of sublime beauty. But not I. The source of the song was an ordinary looking young man sitting on a bench with a cane; a blind busker. As I dropped a few coins into his basket, I was so overcome with emotion that I could only whisper one word to him - "Bravo".

30 Dec 2010 07:31

My five month old son is already proving to be a very alturistic person. The one thing he posesses he will freely give to any and all who bother to ask for it - his smile.

11 Dec 2010 02:33

My four month old son has taught me something; that we are all born profoundly happy.

08 Nov 2010 05:33

"Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The very eyes of me: And hast command of every part To live and die for thee."

- Robert Herrick