The brief: write a story in no more than 500 words incorporating: a diplomat, a child, a harbour, something missing, remorse, daring to be different and writing on the wall. Challenging!
Raymond looks at the office clock for the tenth time in the past two minutes. Ten seconds to half five… nine… eight… seven… He switches off his computer and pats his pockets: keys, wallet, pen, comb. He picks up his briefcase and is lifting his coat from its hook just as the second hand sweeps… Continue reading A Note for Raymond
That’s me dead. At least, I should be dead – there’s a heck of a lot of blood gushing from my guts. Or from the gaping wound which used to be my guts. It’s funny, isn’t it, you think some dread disease’ll carry you off, or you’ll be bored to death by Saturday night telly,… Continue reading That’s Me Dead
A character sketch from a photograph. Franz, the German soldier…
Christmas is always greener on the other side… Or is it?
The Ferrari stopped and the tinted window slid down to reveal grinning white teeth in a tanned face.
‘Terribly sorry,’ said the driver, ‘but I’m lost…
This is a short story written almost straight from a dream I’d had the night before. I could see the young couple, the woman naked, and hear a voice calling her.