Mikey Campling

Mikey Campling

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Imagine this place in full swing as a victualling yard: tall ships with the snap of canvas men hoisting crates and bundles marines marching past the chorus of commands and grumble of boots. #plymouth

Imagine this place in full swing as a victualling yard: tall ships with the snap of canvas men hoisting crates and bundles marines marching past the chorus of commands and grumble of boots. #plymouth

Here's that sick squid I owe you. #britishhumour #plymouth

Here's that sick squid I owe you. #britishhumour #plymouth

Adoreable. Three fledgeling blue tits have emerged from our nesting box. Both parents feeding them non-stop.

Adoreable. Three fledgeling blue tits have emerged from our nesting box. Both parents feeding them non-stop.

#Free on #kindle 28 #scifi stories including work by the Nebula nominee J. Brazee. Here's your weekend reading sorted: https://buff.ly/2Jns672 #books #bookstagram #amreading

#Free on #kindle 28 #scifi stories including work by the Nebula nominee J. Brazee. Here's your weekend reading sorted: https://buff.ly/2Jns672 #books #bookstagram #amreading

Poem and pic of the day June 01 2018

Poem and pic of the day June 01 2018

CHEATC0DE: A Science Fiction GameLit  Adventure  Snippet #1

CHEATC0DE: A Science Fiction GameLit Adventure Snippet #1

Prison Quest  a Sci-Fi LitRPG Adventure  Snippet #2

Prison Quest a Sci-Fi LitRPG Adventure Snippet #2

Writers of SciFi 99cent promotion  April 27  May 6

Writers of SciFi 99cent promotion April 27 May 6

Exclusive Snippet  Prison Quest  a GameLit LitRPG Adventure

Exclusive Snippet Prison Quest a GameLit LitRPG Adventure

Pic of the day March 25 2018 at 10:15PM

Pic of the day March 25 2018 at 10:15PM

Pic of the day March 16 2018 at 12:43PM

Pic of the day March 16 2018 at 12:43PM

Poem and pic of the day June 01 2018

Poem and pic of the day June 01 2018

This town isn't as friendly as it used to be. #teignmouth

This town isn't as friendly as it used to be. #teignmouth

A soft day. Mist-sifted morning. The birds have forgotten the words. Ephemeroptera float on silvered wings while captured breath drips from gleaming leaves. And swallows sigh and chitter flitting with bills full of mud and nests to tend to. Fronds of bracken unfurl circinate. And with dew-damp shoes I head for home.  #blog #devon #poem

A soft day. Mist-sifted morning. The birds have forgotten the words. Ephemeroptera float on silvered wings while captured breath drips from gleaming leaves. And swallows sigh and chitter flitting with bills full of mud and nests to tend to. Fronds of bracken unfurl circinate. And with dew-damp shoes I head for home. #blog #devon #poem

Morning walk through the buttercups. Unbelievably #nofilter

Morning walk through the buttercups. Unbelievably #nofilter

There should be a word for that kind of desire you have for something even though you know you'd never use it you don't need it and you'd quickly grow to resent the endless maintenance. Wait a minute! I think that's called 'the driving force of capitalism'.

There should be a word for that kind of desire you have for something even though you know you'd never use it you don't need it and you'd quickly grow to resent the endless maintenance. Wait a minute! I think that's called 'the driving force of capitalism'.