What follows comes from here; it is a story, a simple story ... That's his desk, so neat and clean, a perfect example of the 'clean desk' policy he demands of his staff. But on his screen? Well, that's his escape. He thinks. Every day I come here and clean under his desk, under his … Continue reading The World Beyond the Window …
Let me tell you why it's taken so long to get back to you ... it has to do with spiders, so if that bothers you, look away, look away now. Gone? Good. Let me tell you what it takes to keep spiders in your house. What? You don't? Why not? They do a good … Continue reading I’m Late, I’m Late … Again
thanks to Senryu for the idea for this post, taken from the shorts anthology (2017): --- The Story was twisted out of all proportion, and now he needs us all to know the truth, so here it is, from his own mouth. --- That young girl, she was cryin', see. Doing all that weepin' and … Continue reading The Truth About RumpledStiltedSkin: A Very Ugly Old Man
A short story. A burglar! She hadn’t seen him, hadn’t heard him. Only the creak, the groan of the old timber bench – he must have leaned on it, or hidden behind it, or used it to propel himself at her as she came in to investigate the noise. The television sound from the back … Continue reading Burglar!
The newspaper glared, the screen screamed, the phone jangled. Her eyes couldn't see, her ears couldn't hear - the last images that made sense were graven into her brain. That list, the one she barely glanced at, shouldn't have been interested in - it was the name that jumped out first. Then she saw the … Continue reading Time?
"It's a lifestyle thing," I say, hoping that will be the end of it, but it never is. "How can it be a lifestyle thing - lifestyle? Think about that word for a 'sec - lifeSTYLE. This isn't anything to do with style. What you're doing is disappearing!" "Crap. I'm just getting rid of stuff. … Continue reading The Down
A jolt from the black sky, a zag of lightning that hit the metal tip of the broken weather-vane on the toilet door. Gem's hand wasn't quite on the handle. Almost, but not quite. Risa squealed when Gem looked up and tried to move away, as she took her hand off the door. Stepped back. … Continue reading The Shocking Toilet
He couldn't think of a single thing to say - and now the moment was gone. It would have taken one word, maybe two, to get her to turn around and ... and ... Aren turned back to the slush of freshly stamped and addled dirt that surrounded the new grave. His wife of ten … Continue reading A Word or Two
from Dogs N Cats N Us One dog came to the front of the cage as he walked past. He’d walked and scanned each occupant for suitability. Only this one came up. One dog. Tiny. A tiny, little dog with deep dark eyes and pointed ears and an upright tail. Drago flipped up the face … Continue reading Caged