The Prisoner

It was only another day. There was nothing special about it. Mornings happened to Carla, often by surprise. She lay her head down on the pillow at night. Then without any warning, it was morning again. She had dreams, of course. Deep involved dreams that took her to lands and places she had never knownContinue reading “The Prisoner”

Secret Services

Sometimes it gets like that. But perhaps this is not the time or the place to discuss such matters, especially when they could be watching. After all, we know they are out there, don’t we? Watching our every move, recording everything we say… or do. You think that thing you do with the watermelon andContinue reading “Secret Services”

500 Words

It looked like a nice place to start. Finta looked around. It was a new blank page, not even a paragraph yet. There was a chance it could turn into an interesting story. Providing he didn’t get distracted again. She’d been here in a similar situation only a few days ago, preparing to start aContinue reading “500 Words”

When Dreams Turn to Nightmares

The year fell into cold and darkness. The summer had been long and hot. It felt that something had changed as the late spring eased into early summer. Something new had grown between us in the strengthening summer light. But now the darker days were coming. She turned to me, as the nights grew colder.Continue reading “When Dreams Turn to Nightmares”

Juggling Balls: Episode 3

Go to Episode 1  Chapter 3   A few moments later, Martin was back in the hallway heading to the kitchen. A frantic banging on the front door stopped him in his tracks. He opened the door to Fiona standing on the step struggling under the weight of what looked like the innards of aContinue reading “Juggling Balls: Episode 3”

Premium Membership

It goes without saying that a public forum such as this is no place to discuss such intimate matters. Since it does go without saying, we won’t bother saying it and get straight down to the filth… er… the matter in question. There is no need for embarrassment, after all, no-one here knows your realContinue reading “Premium Membership”

Plebiscite Backhander – A Career in Politics

Plebiscite Backhander was the most notoriously corrupt MP in the history of the British Houses of Parliament, which – considering the opposition – was a magnificent achievement. These days we, of course, realise that corruption for personal financial gain is a far more moral stance in a politician than to believe in any political ideology.Continue reading “Plebiscite Backhander – A Career in Politics”

The Sentinels

We remembered these skies. It took a long time to get back to them, but we remembered the blueness of their open vistas that spread out to the horizon and the clouds floating free on the winds and breezes. So different to where we’d been. Chorla took me by the hand and led me upContinue reading “The Sentinels”

When the Dreams Don’t Let Go

Sometimes the night holds on too tight. The dreams are reluctant to let us go, they hold us there in a world we know is not our own, but we’re unable to find the route back to this world we call real. There have been dreamers lost in the night, even as the long summerContinue reading “When the Dreams Don’t Let Go”

Do I Know You?

There is always time. It flows on like a river, sometimes trickling along in a drought, barely there, barely moving, like those summer days of childhood that lasted weeks. Other times it is a raging flood, the days pouring past with their hours frothing and writhing against each other as they hurtle past. You neverContinue reading “Do I Know You?”

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