Fiction Writing
There was no magic in what he did. The snow made it easy to track the footprints. So long as it did not snow again before nightfall, he would find his prey. The creek had not frozen over yet, the bubbling water still trickled through the land on it's journey to join the mighty Yukon. … Continue reading SPIRIT
On the wall hung the cracked television they couldn't watch because there was no electricity. The kitchen had an old cooker and refrigerator but without power they were merely metal cupboards. And now this. 'What do you think? Our new bathroom suite.' 'Where did you get them from?' 'Found them. Minor defects but perfectly intact. … Continue reading SURVIVING THE APOCALYPSE
The hard grit made for an uncomfortable place to lie. He stared through the binoculars, searching for any sign of movement. Midnight came and went. Dread crept over Phillips. The double agent, codename Grasshopper, had been a high-valued source in Stasi headquarters for over ten years. When the flash red signal was received, it was … Continue reading GRASSHOPPER
She stood at the window looking out at the harbour. They told her to give up. They told her there was no hope. Years had gone by. They'd lost her Molly once before when she wandered off into the woods and didn't return. She was found the next day in her bivouac of branches and … Continue reading MOLLY
Titus Valerius looked out over the grey water of the Adriatic Sea. The view was as bleak as his prospects. It had been a year since he had seen Rome and his beloved Domitilla. When he had joined the army he had dreamed of travelling the world, amassing victories and returning home triumphant. With the … Continue reading PRELUDE TO BATTLE
