The light was dim, the sun far away from its summer vigour as the birth of February brought new glistens… Read more Overthere Orchard
I wish you’d left me a note. I don’t blame you for going, for leaving me. If you can read… Read more My Note to You
The newspaper sat uselessly in his hands. The paper rustled as the mid-morning breeze bustled in through the open kitchen… Read more Her Aria
There’s a man who takes pictures of me. I’m assuming he’s a man, I don’t really know – I haven’t… Read more Selfie
Lucille risked her all to save her daughter, but the Devil is a dealer in tricks and misery and always gets his price.
I’m a dealer of Fiction. My life, my work and my (future) career are all based around my capability to… Read more Anxiety and Fiction
He never asked for a chance at retribution. Never dared wish ill on the monster that had broken him as a boy. But God has given him the chance to exact vengeance on the beast that tortured him – all he has to do is become just as monstrous as she…
The face that launched a thousand planes. She’s the President’s wife, he’s the Russian Premier. Their love could start a war but it could also lay the foundations for something greater than them both. Modern love story with Ancient consequences.
My name is Tired. I had another name, I think, but I forgot it a long time ago. My heart… Read more My name is Tired
A short piece on remembering that a small kindness can change someone’s life. Even if its not the person you wish you could save.