About CallmeJayne


Academic, Entrepreneur, Dreamer, Believer. I am happy to spend time with anyone who touches me, excites my senses or sparks my imagination.

I write very short fiction and poetry. Different versions of some of my stories appear on other story websites.

Jayne Good
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East Sussex, United Kingdom
Local Time:
07 Apr 2020 09:14
Favorite Books:
Lolita...Revolutionary Road...Brighton Rock...Hangover Square...Rabbit Is Rich...The Master And Margarita...Disgrace...The History Man.
Favorite Authors:
Raymond Carver, William Trevor, Patrick Hamilton, John Updike, Clive James, Graham Greene, T S Eliot, Thom Gunn, Charles Bukowski, Anthony Burgess, Guy de Maupassant, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Philip Roth, P.G. Wodehouse.
Favorite Movies:
Midnight Cowboy, A Clockwork Orange, Amadeus, Don't Look Now, Five Easy Pieces.
Favourite TV Shows:
The Crown, Madmen.
Favorite Music:
Classical and Jazz.


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Not sure how you arrived at Awash so:

Waste - Wants

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Ignore - Attend

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Fantasising - Wishing

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Envisioning - Dreaming

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Divulge - Secrete

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Store - Roses

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Underhanded - sly

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Disreputable - Untrustworthy

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Skies - Sikhs

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Baby I Love Your Way

If it hadn't been raining that day, I would never have caught the bus and consequently never met up with Ben again. We first met five years earlier, in the summer of 1978. It was the night of my best friend's twenty-first birthday party. We all had similar celebrations during our final year at university. Mostly they took place in one of the city's small airless clubs. Emma though had...

Added 26 Mar 2020 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 115 | 5 Comments

A New England

In the end the plague affected us all. It tore through the divided country like a tornado. A trail of disasters on deserted highways left a people without direction; all the signposts having been burned in the last war. Soon, even the good looking stayed home on a Saturday night and muffins became unavailable in the stark neon shops. Not even for ready money. While feeling very small, I sit...

Added 23 Mar 2020 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 114 | 8 Comments

The Tutor

You come on time, your coat hangs in the hall, A mind consumed with doubt on history, "Does it hold my future in its pages?" I reassure, cause of all my rages. For now, the patient task I will pursue Of gently drawing out, not putting in. Until I ride you in a careless way, In a single bed, on an autumn day....

Added 21 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 85 | 3 Comments

Retired Musician Offers Accommodation To Couple In Exchange For Household Duties

For Anya and Jason the advert was a dream come true. Jason could accept the well paid job in the city, while they saved for a home of their own.  Anya liked to keep house. Jason liked to work. Each afternoon the musician sat playing his guitar while she cleaned. Tidying a cupboard she discovered some old records with his picture on the cover. One day he suggested a trip to the City Mall....

Added 09 Mar 2020 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 164 | 6 Comments


“Well, I still think it's a shit name!”  Zoë tossed the glossy ten by eight back onto her editor's desk. She glanced at the press release. “Playing The Black Box tonight!  Sweet Jesus, why has their agent booked them into that toilet?” “I don't know, Zoë. That's why we employ slick young gunslingers like you. I'm just the editor. Aside from my haemorrhoids, my chief concerns are...

Added 05 Mar 2020 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 138 | 5 Comments


In furnished rooms on Rue D'Orsay Sun glints on our brass bed, Where spread wide, unclothed and hungry, I hold your raven head   Come afternoon we skirt the Seine Press hands in dark cafés, Grow fat on cake and fragrant tea, Carried from far Cathay.   Each night the city gathers speed Beneath a map of stars, While we tangle limbs like dancers  In paintings by Degas.    ...

Added 01 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 96 | 4 Comments

All The Colours Of The Night

Often lately, when he is spent And I drift, abandoned in the dark. You colonise my restless mind To will my fingers strum and pick And flash like fishes, until our  Rough dark music, explodes In all the colours of the night....

Added 26 Feb 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 99 | 5 Comments

Party Games Near Newbury

In a room prescribed for dancing Our deep breath through a kiss, You feigned not to notice For nothing did you miss.   I felt your eyes devour me,  As my fingers traced his face. You watched his hands explore the skin, Beneath my dress of lace.   We passed you in the doorway, My scent predicted sin. Your wife to honour and agree to Take a stranger in....

Added 22 Feb 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 113 | 4 Comments

Heroes Of The Revolution

Because Viktoria wanted to keep her occupation a secret, she travelled seventy kilometres each morning to work.  Today was the first of November and the familiar landscape lay covered by a fresh fall of snow. Gazing from the bus at the uniform whiteness, her thoughts turned to husband, Ivan. He had changed  since she started her new job. Often in a bad mood and forever criticising...

Added 19 Feb 2020 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 6 | Avg Score 4.83 | Views 222 | 4 Comments

You And Me And Pocahontas Makes Three

To attend the wedding I'd need a ride. A time machine to take me there. Virginia, 1614. All night under a blanket, in a tepee, with the bride to be. Then maybe on the way back home, I'd stop off in another state and time. To lie in the long grass with you and watch the men dismantle another tent. The lip gloss on your cheek will fade, long before the circle left by the circus on the grass.  ...

Added 18 Feb 2020 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 146 | 5 Comments

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