Iain Kelly's Blog, page 24

BERLIN

It was gibberish to him. Maybe they could make something out of it back at the Circus. Thats what the codebreakers were there for after all. He made a mental note to forward on the complete transcript of the interrogation as soon as it was ready. Maybe he just didnt want to believe what he Continue reading BERLIN

SEXUAL PREFERENCE

Do you have a preference? About what? Sex. Huh? Arthur turned from the game on the television and looked at her. That got your attention. Christmas dinner, turkey or duck? Arthur turned back to the game. Whatever. Fine. It would be nice if he took an interest, but she didnt need him to. Her weekly Continue reading SEXUAL PREFERENCE

ANNIVERSARY

15th of May every year, Frank and Bill met at the bench. They reminisced about old times. About meeting their sweethearts that day on the rollercoaster at Coney Island. About the lives theyd had together. The good times. The sad times. About growing old and being alone. Ready? Of course! Then theyd ride the rollercoaster Continue reading ANNIVERSARY

THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS

A body of work. Thats all I have at the end. All of it in the past. What will the future hold? I gave everything, at the expense of family and friends and love and finally, life. All to achieve the goal. The goal set by my leader. Did I do it for my country? Continue reading THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS

MR. VORACIOUS

He decided: from now on, whatever it was, he was going to do it voraciously. That’s what they said about all these successful people: Musk and Jobs and Bezos, they were obsessives and workaholics. Work hard, play hard. That was how to get ahead. So he would work longer hours and stop taking breaks and … Continue reading MR. VORACIOUS

AESTHETICALLY PLEASING

How they had mocked him at Right-Angle Brick Co.: What’s wrong with an old-fashioned rectangle? A deformed brick gave him the inspiration, he had to make order out of its irregularity. And here it was, laid out across the town square, each polygon snugly slotting together (debate still raged about whether they qualified as hexadecagons). … Continue reading AESTHETICALLY PLEASING

SURVIVAL

I tried not to vomit as I peeled the fetid sock away from my foot. It came off in tattered patches, stuck to the putrid flesh underneath. The pain was excruciating. I had to look. It wasn’t my foot any longer. I didn’t recognise it. It was just a lump of red-purple meat. There were … Continue reading SURVIVAL

DOUBT

The End. Sit back and feel that wave of satisfaction. Done it. Seventy-thousand words. A great ending. A strong start. Plenty of twists. Sags a bit in the middle. Needs a bit of work there. That character is a stereotype. That part is unbelievable. Is it really any good? It’s dire. Back to the start. … Continue reading DOUBT

I SWEAR

I swore fidelity to the crown and to my husband. I knew as I uttered the words to both, solemnly and with reverence, that I would keep neither. The marriage was arranged and brokered between the families. A marriage of business and politics. It was polite and kind and never hurtful, but it was passionless … Continue reading I SWEAR

DIEGO ARMANDO MARADONA

‘To watch him play football was to watch a great artist at work. Once he had the ball at his feet, it was impossible to retrieve it without fouling him.’ ‘Come on. He rode that gravy train like all these other overpaid footballers.’ ‘You’re too young to understand. Before him there was no gravy train. … Continue reading DIEGO ARMANDO MARADONA