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Shivers

October 13, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ Leave a comment

After hunting for her front door keys in her laptop bag for a minute, she gave up and knocked on the door. The first few drops of rain had just started to fall and she turned around while she was waiting to gaze up at the storm clouds that now blanketed the area. Carlos opened … Continue reading Shivers

Meteoric

October 6, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ Leave a comment

The ground is shaking with increasing intensity and regularity. I’m confident that before the sun rises my time will be up, my only consolation being the historic nature of my annihilation. It would be amiss for me to tell this story with the implication that Lucas was the originator of the event, however his keen … Continue reading Meteoric

Pulling Down Roots

October 5, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ 2 Comments

The Jaguar rolled down the country roads, flowing down them with the elegance a swan. With his hands at ten and two Terrence smiled at the control and mastery the car gave him. ‘Close your eyes, darling’ he said to Sylvia, who was sitting in the passenger seat watching the road ahead and hoping the … Continue reading Pulling Down Roots

Burning Demons

October 3, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ 3 Comments

Bryson’s sheriff badge glowed in the reflection of the fire that tore through the colonial three storey house. The flames dimmed out the stars as he smiled at the screams coming from within. In the shards of glass that still clung to the frames he could see the red light of the fire truck approaching. … Continue reading Burning Demons

From Below

October 2, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ 2 Comments

Dark rain hammered the conservatory roof as he watched in awe. The howling wind whipped the trees into a frenzy, as a shiver ran down his spine. The lights had flickered out 10 minutes before in a shower of sparks as the powerline came down. From the grate in the wall he heard a rustling … Continue reading From Below

The Bedsit

October 1, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ Leave a comment

Sam was pouring a cup of tea when his mobile rang. He left the cup half filled and answered it on the third ring, ‘Hello, Jenny. Where are you?’ The doorbell rang, Sam smiled and hung up the phone. He rushed down the stairs from his bedsit on the third floor. As he walked to … Continue reading The Bedsit

Kaleidoscope

September 28, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ Leave a comment

Suzie sat down in front of the laptop and placed the coffee in front of her, as a barrier between her and the keyboard. Through the window in front of her, sunlight streamed directly into her eyes, so she reached across the table and yanked the cord that lowered the blinds. After turning on her … Continue reading Kaleidoscope

Tear ‘Em Down

September 16, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ Leave a comment

Mossop and Tiddler lay slumbering on their platform high up in the tree. The chorus of birds grew louder and the sun gently peaked through the canopy as the workman began arriving in their trucks and vans. They yawned and stretched as they looked down on the workman congregating around the diggers. In the middle … Continue reading Tear ‘Em Down

Gentleman Jack

September 10, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ Leave a comment

Jack sat in his boxers on the bench of the laundrette, watching his clothes tumble in the industrial washing machine. As they sloshed around he picked up the packet of cigarettes from the side and tapped one out. Then after looking around for the lighter, turned back to the washing machine and sighed. As the … Continue reading Gentleman Jack

Perchance to Dream

September 9, 2020March 29, 2021 ~ Just Another Writer ~ Leave a comment

It first happened on the 7:15 to Paddington. I was in a trance due to a severe lack of sleep; caused not by a rock n’ roll lifestyle, but years of engrained insomnia. As the rhythm of the train pulled me along through the city landscape, with the crowds of people and streams of cars, … Continue reading Perchance to Dream

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