{"id":12510,"date":"2017-03-11T09:00:21","date_gmt":"2017-03-11T09:00:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=12510"},"modified":"2016-11-01T18:04:39","modified_gmt":"2016-11-01T18:04:39","slug":"fiona-inglis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/fiona-inglis\/","title":{"rendered":"Fiona Inglis"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>She\u2019s nice, her. Not wanting.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Some guy had said, not long<br \/>\ninto the exchange \u2013 although<br \/>\nthis was only worked out later<br \/>\nwith the help of a free<br \/>\nonline translation service.<\/p>\n<p>It had been guessed at the time \u2013<br \/>\nby the shift in his eye, the comma<br \/>\nof a swiftly upturned mouth \u2013<br \/>\nthat the words niet te willen<br \/>\nwould be worth remembering.<\/p>\n<p>She had kept them on her fingers:<br \/>\ndrummed upon a leg<br \/>\nthen released again,<br \/>\nin quavers, and<br \/>\nsemi-quavers.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Fiona Inglis<\/strong> grew up in the North and South of Scotland \u2013 although firmly considers herself Glaswegian. She has a BA Hons in English and Journalism &amp; Creative Writing from The University of Strathclyde. Her writing has been published in\u00a0<em>Valve Journal,\u00a0The Missing Slate\u00a0<\/em>and\u00a0<em>Slim Volume\u00a0<\/em>amongst others, nominated for the Pushcart Prize and short-listed for the 2015 Bridport Prize.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; She\u2019s nice, her. Not wanting. Some guy had said, not long into the exchange \u2013 although this was only worked out later with the help of a free online translation service. It had been guessed at the time \u2013 by the shift in his eye, the comma of a swiftly upturned mouth [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12510","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12510","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12510"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12510\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12512,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12510\/revisions\/12512"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12510"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12510"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12510"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}