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Fletcher Dubois
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in the UK/ireland we don't have that (most amusing) specific word for a lady who has done time in the institution of love, on the prowl for fresh meat of a night. when i went to bars in canada with friends they warned me about cougars, but since my…
July 20
Forever does not have to be like that either! Powerful 6!
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Wow ... More?
June 4
invited growls into his belly...nice one man!
June 4
This is really good. Really left me wanting more. I wanted some of the risotto, too.
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a punk rock malcontent who periodically misconstrues his musician's dark muse for that of an author's brutal habit, and hopes to enjoy a more prolific writing vice. to observe this mysterious choking planet, and the infinitely interesting characters who populate it, more closely, with more honest understanding, this makes me tick (and jig). i steal from real life and its savage vital truths, because i'm still young and angry and stupid enough to want to change it for the better.

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Sarah's Anniversary

Smells from the kitchen invited growls from his belly. He turned his head and yelled vague impatience in the direction of his wife, who was used to an ungrateful attitude and simply ignored the noise. She slowly stirred the risotto, savouring the rich aroma of her cooking, and thought about divorce.
Discontent had been in her bones for a long time, but she hadn't acknowledged her real feelings until now. Clamping her eyelids shut, she could feel every fibre of her taut and trembling flesh. She t… Continue

Posted on May 26, 2009 at 8:26am — 7 Comments

Fletcher Dubois

Crash

One can conceive of many reasons for absence from six. Maybe the unglittering necessity of gritted teeth and overtime soul-whoring forces your hand, when financial reality bites with ugly yellow fangs. Perhaps hitting the studio after weeks of intensive preparation to spill unfashionably-passionate punk rock guts on record could take temporary hostage of creative energy. Imagine simpler obstacles – like when a laptop, freshly-beyond-warranty, gives up the ghost, cackling malevolently to itself a… Continue

Posted on May 23, 2009 at 11:39pm — 9 Comments

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Matthew

My sister just had a son. A beautiful baby boy. He is the most amazing child: huge, hairy, sleepy, quiet, and today, for the first time, I nursed him, changed him (twice), bottle fed him and prammed him to sleep, and loved his precious tiny heart like I would burst apart inside if I could make him normal, but he isn’t. There were statistically unlikely unblameable unforeseeable complications. For the first time in years - I weep giant tears as I type this. Their god deserves a punch in the fucki… Continue

Posted on March 17, 2009 at 7:30pm — 24 Comments

Fletcher Dubois

The Art of War

The black dog relaxes with his back to the sun, his tail at a low-tempo swish. His blue-hued opponent is hunched over the board, whiskers dancing as she peruses the pattern of the pieces. To their right, two-tone upon the toasted grass, lie the discarded families of the fallen. I smell sulphur, says Danny, nonchalant, as he moves a pawn into place. Men are deceiving themselves again, replied his feline friend, glancing at the sky. Overhead, bomb doors swing open.

Posted on March 14, 2009 at 10:15am — 8 Comments

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Cold-Calling the Dead

Phil woke cursing the noise, groaning, sweaty, slapping off the alarm and reaching for pills to drown the ache. He washed them down with the dregs of last night’s wine and swung his fat legs out of bed.

He hated ringing people up to sell them crap they didn’t want, or need, and the people he rang, most often, hated him for doing it – but the news these days was always full of job cuts this, depression that, homes repossessed, and he was afraid he was stuck now after seven unambitious years. Dri… Continue

Posted on March 4, 2009 at 7:54pm — 11 Comments

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At 12:24am on May 27, 2009, Abha Iyengar said…
Snake and pole.Only two symbols.
At 4:30pm on May 26, 2009, Jodi MacArthur said…
Geez, I hope you're feeling better, Fletcher. Are you seeing a chiropractor or massage therapist? Really helps keeping that scar tissue from settling.
At 11:54pm on May 23, 2009, Olive Rosehips said…
that looks like you hurt!!!!
At 12:18am on May 16, 2009, Olive Rosehips said…
Don't make me come over there!
At 9:03am on April 18, 2009, Olive Rosehips said…
Hey Fletcher! How's it hanging!
At 8:53pm on March 17, 2009, Cita said…
First of all, go read all my posts and you will see lots of self-pity. Writers just ARE... well.... willing to put the painful on the page. Second, you didn't ruin my day in the least. In fact, you made it. When someone is that transparent and vulnerable and goes to the page with it, I applaud. Now... send me your email address on a message and I will send you pictures from my day. Yes, I took pictures.
At 9:25am on March 17, 2009, Laurita said…
Tell me, Mr. Dubois, what do you play? Anything I would know, or is it all as original as you certainly are?
At 1:31pm on March 15, 2009, Olive Rosehips said…
Fletcher DuB.
You were fine last night. A little crazy perhaps but I wouldn't have you change a thing. No head hanging. You rock.
At 12:17pm on March 15, 2009, Cita said…
I am not officially in love with Fletcher.

What my recent photo shows is me... born in 1970.... and yes, I look very, very young. My boyfriend is 52 and a friend asked him the other day what he was doing running around with a 16yo.
At 7:46am on March 15, 2009, Ms Q said…
How many devils can you fit upon a match-head, Fletcher? :)
 
 
 

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