Paul S. Gifford
Paul Steven Gifford was born on April 28th 1965 in Birmingham, England. Paul from a remarkably early age discovered he was completely fascinated with the written word. By the age of nine he was devouring several books a week, and had begun to write.
In the early 1980’s, he and his father relocated to the Californian coast, which he has cheerfully called home ever since.
While in college Paul wrote a few stories, but as he got older alas writing was relegated onto his hectic life’s “back burner” and he barely wrote a word of fiction for over fifteen years. However in 2004 all this was about to abruptly and delightfully change, as that was the year when he realized that despite a serene contented existence an important aspect in his life was missing, the written word. So, once more he began churning out in abundance short stories. And the rest, as they say, is history.
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Index of Club Writings
- A Bad Poet’s Lament
- A Bone To Pick
- A Curious Poem
- A Dark Place
- A Free Bird
- A Grim Affair
- A Man Who Does Not Exist, Came Again Today
- A Question On Dating
- A Special Birthday
- A Very Special Christmas
- After You…
- All Hallows Eve
- Another Halloween Is Over
- Anticipation
- Anticipation
- Are You Real?
- As The Month of May Firmly Takes a Grip
- As Today is My Birthday…
- California’s Burning
- Casket
- Chester
- Childish Ways
- Clumsy, Awkward Words
- Contemplation
- Contradictions
- Counting Moments
- Cricketers
- Curiously Twisted Tales
- Haiku
- Halloween
- Halloween Is Coming
- Halloween Is Coming
- Halloween Is Just Around the Corner
- Has This Ever Happened to You?
- He Entered Through Your Kitchen Window
- Here’s To the Editors…
- Hither With Me
- Hope
- I Am…
- I Am Trying Not To Procrastinate
- I Feel Empty Today
- I Knew a Man
- I Lay Awake At Night
- I Need To Practice…
- I Sit Here Whittling Away at Words
- I Trust That You Remembered…
- I Used To Have One Once
- I Used To Think…
- I Was Just Sitting Here, Daydreaming About You…
- I Willingly Burn For You…
- Imagination Land
- In the Early Sunday Morning Light
- Inspiration
- Is It Just Me?
- It Is
- It Is So Very Hard to Say Goodbye
- Magic Pill
- Memory
- Misery
- Misery
- Monday Mornings
- Monologue
- Morning Passion
- Motivation
- My Garden Gnome
- My Predicament
- My Usual Evening Walk
- My Voice
- Raggedly Taggedly Higgledy Man (A Poem for Children)
- Ramblings
- Rant
- Rattled
- Reasons
- Reflection
- Regret
- Robin’s Secret (A Poem for Children)
- Simply Grand
- Sitting
- Sixty Years and Counting
- So I Am Heading Back To England
- So Things Are Rarely As Bad As They Seem
- Something Offig This Way Comes…
- Stay True
- Sybil
- Taken In
- Tea or Coffee
- That Special Day
- The Best Years of My Life Ended Today
- The Curious Account of San Francisco
- The Envelope
- The Fragile State
- The Horror of it All
- The Image
- The Kiss
- The Mistake
- The Night Before Thanksgiving
- The Power of Nightmares
- The Reason
- The Riddle Tree (A Poem for Children)
- The Rumor
- The Simple Power of Watermelon
- The Thought
- The Tree of Hope
- The Urge
- The Wooden Hill
- Therapy
- There Is a Special Person
- Things That Go Crunch In The Night
- This is Just a Series of Words
- This is the Moment
- This Poem
- This Poem is For You
- Thought
- Thoughts On A Sail Boat In Barbados
- Three Wishes (by Jonathan Gifford)
- Ticking Down
- Time is Ripe
- Today I Have a Busy Day Ahead of Me…
- Today’s A Day I While Away
- Togetherness
- Toora Loora Looral – That’s an Irish Lullaby
- Train of Thought
- True Love
- ‘Twas the Night before Christmas
- Two Words…