Fiction Writing
At last a sign that someone was looking for me. I managed to wave my red jacket in the air before I was pulled to the ground. Was it enough for the search plane to see me? It continued flying and disappeared beyond the horizon. Three weeks I've been held now, without explanation. The ropes … Continue reading OUTPOST
The sky is aflame at the end of the day. Another heatwave sweeps over the country. We're used to them now. Soon it will be monsoon season again and the dust and dirt will be swept away and there will be some green lands. I'll have a chance to grow some crops. But the sand … Continue reading HEATWAVE
Hustle and bustle. Amongst it all I sit alone. Many come and go: commuters, tourists, pleasure seekers and shoppers. Smiling faces and laughter, serious looks with purposeful strides, blank expressions and automatic motions: all accumulate into the life of the station. The whistle signals an arrival. Her arrival. Loud squealing brakes and steam fill the … Continue reading STOLEN WEEKEND
'Just to be clear,' I said, knowing I was in no way being clear, 'there will be no further austerity measures while I am in charge.' I ended the speech, turned and walked away from the podium, the loud applause ringing in the background. Not a bad start, I thought. This wasn't so difficult after … Continue reading CLARITY
Rodney asked him to watch his pretzel cart while he took a break. It was another humid night. Larry sat on the wall and rested his weary feet. He looked up at the statue with the Rockefeller building behind it. A huge white face with white hands covering the eyes. Ain't that the truth, Larry … Continue reading CERTAIN UNALIENABLE RIGHTS
