who is the third

letter from brno

Me, standing nervous beside the stage waiting to play my part in the Great North Astronomy SmackDown. My part, I’m sure, is to be...

a wake for Claude Harroche

“To Claude.” Victoria raises her glass. “To Claude.” We echo. Depending on how you measure, this is a poor or a brilliant turn out for...

the girl who found her shadow

“You’re just not…” “You just don’t move like…” “We are looking for something a bit...” “Next!” Says the small brained, beautiful one they...

Short stories for open minds. Some are dark, others light.

These bitesize slithers of fiction can be enjoyed in any order.