Perfect Family Tales And Other Trivia

The art of the short-story writer is that of the cartoonist. It is the magical craft of creating entire worlds with a few simple strokes of a pen. Tales told by an idiot? Maybe! But my tales are also a mix of reality and fantasy; truth and lies; some based on my own family; others, not. Readers must guess which characters are real; who are inventions - and who are an amalgam of both. Please draw the boundaries for yourself.

Sunday, 17 September 2017

כתיבה וחתימה טובה

Very best wishes for a sweet and successful 5778 to all who are celebrating the Jewish New Year.


Natalie Wood and Brian Fink (Karmiel, Galilee, Israel).

(© Natalie Wood (17 September 2017)

Wednesday, 3 May 2017

Just Nippon Out for a Banana!



Mr Martin Pavelka knows it's important to have a banana.

Do You?

In  my sagacious opinion, both Mr Pavelka and Telegraph Travel should have contacted Miss Aviva Brackman for advice.

Let's just say that it's as well that august personage has never flown by All Nippon Airways.

Discover why in:

It's Important to Have a Banana and Other Bites of Bendy Flash.

Available as an e-book very soon.

© Natalie Wood (03 May 2017)

Sunday, 19 March 2017

Yes! She Had a Banana …


What’s this?” shrieked something behind Aviva Brackman.

“I was here first!” it rasped, poking Miss Brackman’s back so hard, she almost keeled over.

Aviva Brackman and her foe, Mira Donner were pre-Sabbath shoppers at the Megazol Supermarket in Ashkelon. Both were at the check-out and desperate to get home.

“The basket you’ve just pushed away is mine - and this is my banana,” added Mrs Donner, still screaming. “I  left  it  to mark my  place in  the  queue.”                                                                                          


The citizens who inhabit the world of The Importance of Having a Banana ** are quirky, snarky and think most darkly.  The pick of the crop will be on view soon.

It’s important to a have a banana.

Do YOU?  

** My collection of flash tales, The Importance of Having a Banana and other Bites of Bendy Flash will be available as an e-book soon.


© Natalie Wood (19 March 2017)

Wednesday, 19 October 2016

PerfectlyWritePoetry: A Living Will

PerfectlyWritePoetry: A Living Will: This poem was first written as part of a  story and has been published in its present form by Mark Ulyseas of   L ive Encounters Magazine ...

Sunday, 25 September 2016

Alwayswriteagain: 5777 כתיבה וחתימה טובה

Alwayswriteagain: 5777 כתיבה וחתימה טובה:   The first day of Rosh Hashana , the Jewish New Year, falls next week, Monday 03 October 2016. May everyone who is celebrating have a gr...

Sunday, 6 March 2016

‘Give It a Rest - Bitch Face!’


Irritiable Scowl Syndrome

Scientists  now say that the emotion they term  ‘Resting Bitch Face’ is real. This is where “subtle facial expressions like a slightly pulled-back lip or squinting eyes are read as contempt …” – Stumble Upon Web Content Search Engine )


Hey, Bitch Face:

I bet you thought I’d never notice  when you sulked.

Silly girl!

Hey, Bitch Face:

Did you really expect I’d just shrug off your every infuriating smirk?

Stupid cow!

You think you’re so superior.

So smart.

The way you wouldn’t do your extra  shift when you came back from your Cost-a-Packet romp  and refused to do overtime just because your ol’ man had the mother of all hangovers and made you go supermarket shopping by yourself.

Self-indulgent nit!

Haven’t you heard of 24/7 shopping  and night-time taxis? Or are they just for little, ugly folk like me?

Why marry a guy like that, then say when I  complained about the boss, “but you put up with him”.

Jimminy-Jeez, you know how to push my buttons!

Yes. I have to ‘put up’ with him as he pays my wages. But I don’t have to ‘put up’ with you and your scheming lies a moment more.

Like  when you said you didn’t know the geezer I mentioned who’d been had up for rape, then stage-whispered to Mrs Know-All that in your teens you’d dated him for almost two years!

You must have been able to tell the police something they’d have loved to know.

But not you! You had to save your big, fat burger-stuffed face, not thinking for one semi-second what you had behind.

Oh, my!

Or the years you invited everyone but me to your Christmas parties; said you weren’t going to the works’ annual hop just because you didn’t want to sit with me; told everyone else when you became pregnant but then expected my sympathy when you miscarried.

Oh, for crying out loud.

Yes, that was what you were doing.

Bitch Face! 

It was I who found you, rang Bitch Facethe emergency services and tried to clean  and comfort you as you lay splay-legged, howling  in rage, drenched in bloodied despair under the sinks in the middle of the women’s toilets.

“Oh, God! Oh, God!”, you moaned. “Why can’t I have just one kid? You’re the mother of three great boys. All I’ve got is a bloke who acts like a brat with the terrible twos. It’s not fair!”

“Yes,” I said, attempting to staunch the flow of previous failure. “I understand. This is not the best way to celebrate Mothers’ Day”.

But as you began to form your customary slow, sly, exasperating grin,  the paramedics walked in.

So I didn’t lose my cool and slipped off to find a mop and make a cup of tea.

I  have some uses after all.

Natalie Wood

(© Natalie Irene Wood – 06 March 2015)

Friday, 18 December 2015

PerfectlyWritePoetry: Poetry with Punch

PerfectlyWritePoetry: Poetry with Punch: When I opened this blog in April last year, I mused on the nature of poetry, and suggested that a poem is more than its base material...