Occasional Voices is just that, stories emerging out of ordinary moments, chance encounters, serendipity; triggers for short narratives, real and imagined.
The prompt might be an overheard conversation on a bus, perhaps something said in a cafe, the private made public. Maybe a gesture evoking a presence, felt, rather than seen, or encountering a solitary balloon snagged on a gorse bush bordering a track on the Downs, isolated and out of place. Or walking along a promenade on the North East coast of England, aware that the intervening years disrupt what was once habitual.
Like Promenade, but not so confined, the stories grouped under Occasional Voices take as their starting point everyday encounters.