Sunlight flooded in through the floor to ceiling windows, picking out floating flecks of dust. Stacks of ragged books towered above him, blocking out the light and casting the paper into shadow. He looked up as the sun began to lower in the sky, thirty minutes, maybe 35 he mumbled. He scribbled furiously, the ink … Continue reading The Storyteller
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Autumnal Promise
Thomas held on to the handle of the trolley as his mother steered it around the supermarket. Ghouls and skeletons hung from the ceiling and plastic spiders were stuck to the shelves. Their trolley was almost full with the usual groceries, plus packets of brightly coloured sweets and candied fruit. ‘Now?’ he pulled at his … Continue reading Autumnal Promise
Unity
The brass gears creaked and screeched as the metallic teeth chewed the air, closing the door.Their golden colour was getting more pronounced as the years passed. Inside the room, the windows had been covered with thick black fabric, leaving nothing but darkness.Jacob sat in the middle of the room with his legs crossed and his … Continue reading Unity
Early Learning
Leanne and John propped themselves up against a bank of pillows, as morning light streamed in through the windows. John read from a paper, while Leanne rested a tablet against her pregnant belly. ‘Here it is,’ she said, gently nudging him and nodding down to the tablet, ‘we simply have to get one, darling’. John … Continue reading Early Learning
BBQ Weather
The smell of cooking meat wafted across the garden, over the neighbour’s fences and into their homes. ‘You just can’t beat a good steak,’ Neil declared as he speared a hunk of meat, that was sizzling on the bbq and transferred it to a plate. Something caught Neil’s eye and he looked up from the … Continue reading BBQ Weather
Snow Angels – Pt.2
Part one can be found here: Snow Angels - Pt. 1 The red Mini bounced and rocked as they hurtled down the dirt track; red clay earth splattering the side of the car. ‘Fucking Mini, why the fuck did you get a Mini?’ he screamed in a rhetorical outburst. He’d told her that a Mini … Continue reading Snow Angels – Pt.2
Snow Angels – Pt 1.
As Cormac drew level with the entrance to the psychiatric hospital he slammed on the brake and almost head-butted the steering wheel. He opened the door and stumbled out of the car, smashing his elbow on the edge of the door and landing hard on his knees. ‘Fuck it’ he muttered as he got up … Continue reading Snow Angels – Pt 1.
Towers
James woke up sweating, cries ringing in his ears, he turned over and checked the time 2:55am. He sat there panting, trying to recover from the nightmare, when he heard a scream from Mary’s room. James threw back the covers and ran to her. Mary was sitting upright, cuddling her teddy, staring at the window, … Continue reading Towers
61st blog…
This isn’t a story of fiction, it’s a story of me and why I’m doing this challenge. It’s not written anywhere on the blog, it’s not clear, deliberately so. My grand plan, my master idea - is to write a story a day for 365 days. Now you may ask why and the reason is... … Continue reading 61st blog…
Chamber
Muir crouched down behind the ragged concrete wall; the decimated tower block looming behind him. The single bullet in the chamber tore at his heart as he watched his son laying in the road. The child’s cries of pain rang out in the silent night of the empty city. His torn and bloodied clothes where … Continue reading Chamber
