Lottery – A short Story
Branwen’s mobile phone shivered in her hand. It was Harry, her hyperactive younger brother. He was always a distraction. He…
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Branwen’s mobile phone shivered in her hand. It was Harry, her hyperactive younger brother. He was always a distraction. He…
This is something I wrote in 2001, that’s nearly twenty-one years ago as I write this. It’s either genius or…
What it is see, is that I’m a lazy writer. No, it’s true, I know that I could work much…
I don’t really know how it got to this but in eleven days time on April 3rd I am doing…
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Some unedited ‘live’ writing Written on 15:01 Sunday November 1st 2015 I was reading about yet another writer half my…
What do I mean? I mean this is a short story with no style and no substance. Why? Why not?…
The path to the cabin was choked with brambles; that was good. It meant that no one had been near…
I’m just leaving the Co-op Shop and I’ve got a bag of “All Original Starburst Chews, Bursting With Real Fruit…
I am the richest man in the world. They say I am a recluse, I am afraid of doorknobs, I…