I've had my first magazine publication. It's in Flora Fiction Volume 2, Issue 2, Summer Edition! Whilst I love to write short stories, I've been writing haiku on and off for years. Please check out the magazine, which you can view online (I'm on page 77) I've had a few features in Flora Fiction already … Continue reading Magazine Haiku Publication!!
I’ve had a beard for twenty years. A russet autumnal waterfall of hair that cascaded down to my chest. There were shades of chestnut and rust, dark patches as deep and rich as coffee, mixed with highlights as light as caster sugar. It kept me warm in the winter and turned a wonderful blonde in the … Continue reading Clean Shaven
Rachel opened the door and was met by nothing but the distant sound of traffic from far below. She put her bag by the front door, then unzipped her chest, unclipped the arteries, capillaries, and veins before dumping her heart on the side table. She walked straight for the kitchen, poured herself a large glass … Continue reading Heartbeat
We like Autumn, Winter, and Spring. We like the way in Autumn it feels like each tree has its own fireplace, licks of flame dancing on the branches before they float down to the ground. We like the harshness of Winter, the cozy comfort of tucking ourselves away as the wind howls and the … Continue reading Mountain Cometh has been featured in…
Tommy sat on the fence that ran along the plot boundary of the convenience store. Behind him was scrubland and in front was the empty carpark. He sat close enough to the entrance, that when the store clerk approached the automatic doors, Tommy could see the whites of his eyes. Beside him on the fence … Continue reading Sitting on the Fence
Ryan pulled at the drawstrings of his hoody, tightening it around his face to protect from the wind and the drizzle. Ahead he could see the drawbridge was just about to complete its lowering, having been risen for a passing freighter. The lights turned green and the traffic continued across the bridge, their wheels splashing … Continue reading The Crossing
The sand was hitting the window in waves, drowning out the radio. The reception on the radio in a sandstorm was non-existent anyway, so I turned it off and just gazed out at the yellowy orange haze. On this stretch of road, the gas station was always a little quiet, but in the middle of … Continue reading Chewing Gum
We had been watching the rolling coverage of the earthquakes like everyone else, but it just hadn’t occurred to us that we’d need a tent. When we realised, Marcy ran out to find one before the sirens started. She came back an hour later with one of those pop-up tents that are supposed to be … Continue reading Flood Waters
We'd been watching the rolling coverage of the earthquakes like everyone else, but it just hadn’t occurred to us that we’d need a tent. When we realised, Marcy ran out to find one before the sirens started. She came back an hour later with one of those pop-up tents that are supposed to be easy … Continue reading Flood Waters – Extract.
Cleo sat up in bed as the light streamed in through the window. She chewed at the end of the pen as she shuffled against the pillows, trying to get comfortable. As she shuffled, her gaze never left the Sudoku puzzle in front of her. She bit down as she scanned the puzzle, trying to … Continue reading Ink Stain