<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Creative Writing on wyrd</title><link>https://wyrd.im/tags/creative-writing/</link><description>Recent content in Creative Writing on wyrd</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-ie</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://wyrd.im/tags/creative-writing/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>buttons</title><link>https://wyrd.im/posts/buttons/</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://wyrd.im/posts/buttons/</guid><description>&lt;h2 id="trevor">trevor&lt;/h2>
&lt;p>I&amp;rsquo;ll call him Trevor. Trevor was from Sligo: take a right beyond the Pale and if you start swimming you&amp;rsquo;ve gone too far. Probably.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Trevor wanted to raise two twins, one given the best of everything, the other, they&amp;rsquo;d stay in Sligo. Then he&amp;rsquo;d gift them each half the planet, and watch the fun ensue.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>It was a little red button, paint chipped to reveal a blue something beneath. The little gnome from some 80s kids show looked precisely like a Trevor. Little red face, curly locks of a &lt;em>Fear Bolg&lt;/em>, cute menacing grin. He might do you, but he&amp;rsquo;d be shy about it. Decent sort.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>