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Another Short Story 100 Words

All in the Moves For you, it’s a game. Push others down, and you move up. A throw of the dice, a place to be seen. You make a strong move at the right time, and up you go, pushing others down, and away. They fall, you rise. Off you go to make a quiet … Continue reading Another Short Story 100 Words

Another Short Story 100 Words – and a secret message!

All in the Moves For you, it’s a game. Push others down, and you move up. A throw of the dice, a place to be seen. You make a strong move at the right time, and up you go, pushing others down, and away. They fall, you rise. Off you go to make a quiet … Continue reading Another Short Story 100 Words – and a secret message!

Wishing Well

A Micro Story. Glittering stars, and a silent night. Simone’s birthday, Christmas Eve. There are presents. Today for her birthday, tomorrow for Christmas. What she wants isn’t there. She slips out the window and runs down the street, around the corner to the old wishing well, now dry and ivy-covered. Drops the gift card she … Continue reading Wishing Well

A Tempest’s Moment

From Shakespeare, for this time of the world: “Our revels now are ended. These our actors,As I foretold you, were all spirits andAre melted into air, into thin air:And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,The solemn temples, the great globe itself,Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolveAnd, like this … Continue reading A Tempest’s Moment

Ungrounded

A short story for the monthly micro on Globe Soup. I made it to the finalist stage, but no cigar. 100 words, and ‘hollow’ must appear twice. Cassie slid the gold band from her finger. The hollow centre framed the sinkhole. Their secret place. The desert-hidden garden of vines and ferns, which blocked the music … Continue reading Ungrounded

Of Lucents, a Short Story

Of Lucents The day after his brother’s pyre, Barossa turned away from adventuring. The weight of the old pack and the new urn bowed his shoulders. For a night and a day and another night, Barossa walked, sipping his water-skin until it emptied. Thirst scored his tongue. His lips cracked and bled. The scent of … Continue reading Of Lucents, a Short Story

Diamond-Dogging

A short story that failed to advance to the third round. C’est la vie. I enjoyed it, and only my second experiment of this type (about 250 words). Enjoy. “No live ammo, Sir. Nothing explosive ejected. Faecal waste disposal complete.” “Breach of regs. The chute-shitter. Why do that? Why throw your shit into space?” “It … Continue reading Diamond-Dogging

A Short Fantasy Story

about 1k words that didn’t make it out of the competition sludge. I like it, but tell me what you think: Effen Shood, King’s Shield The great city gates of Ysladersen cast shadows darker than the forest of Ramon Shood’s hidden sanctuary. Guards stepped in front of him, lances crossed. “Reason for entry?” Not King’s … Continue reading A Short Fantasy Story

Ship or Boat

Didn’t get a mention in the finalists for the Globe Soup micro comp last month, but maybe I chose the wrong story. Here are the two options – which would you choose? 1. Pea-Green Boat Not an owl and pussycat who set to sea.It was you, with me, in the beautiful pea-green boat.We bobbed and … Continue reading Ship or Boat

Haunted Hotel Story

Once again, shortlisted in the GlobeSoup monthly micro story. The theme for January was Hotel. Tell me what you think: Reviewing the Haunts My last travel guide review of haunted hotels. The guide leads us down the Main Street, past shuttered shop fronts, dark lanes. In the background, mine tailing humps hover with arms of … Continue reading Haunted Hotel Story