Fiction Writing
She'd had the idea while watching a gardening magazine show - apparently plants had emotions and responded to music and words. Perfect. She stripped down the old grand piano, rejigged the strings and hammers, filled it with grade-A compost and planted the seeds. She soon had a playlist - Rachmaninoff and Chopin went down best … Continue reading STRAWBERRY SWING
Their own quiet spot: the water brown from the muddy bed; the beach a mixture of sand and silt; the tree that grew out horizontally from the water's edge before curving up towards the heavens. It was here they had first stolen away together, away from the group of friends hanging around the park in … Continue reading THEIR TRANQUIL PLACE
'Well, what do you think?' 'Very nice. The new ATS 83 model, is it?' 'Yes, got a good trade in for it too.' 'They took the old broom off your hands?' 'They can still use it for spare parts. Want a shot?' 'Would love too.' 'Pointed helmets on then. Just lift that cat flap at … Continue reading A NEW BROOM
'Do come in,' she beckoned to the people passing her gate. They veered away from the old crone. When she was younger they had come more easily, enticed by her warm, youthful face. Back then the community had been poorer. Beggars who lived on the streets and cripples returning from the war had gladly accepted … Continue reading INVITATION
It was only after she had left that he remembered the Deli store had closed down last week. 'Just popping to the Deli store,' she had called up the stairs. He already knew where she was going. It was just that the lie was so barefaced this time. He decided to head out to the … Continue reading ABSOLUTION
