Category: What Pegman Saw

• WINSTON IN PARADISE

  Winston waved off the liner as the huge ship was towed away from the harbour. He saw the Havillands and the Haliburtons waving back as he pocketed their money in his shirt pocket. Didn’t he feel like a slave ferrying the rich tourists round the island in his car, taking them out fishing in his…

  Iain Kelly

  25/03/2017

  creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, What Pegman Saw

  bahamas, beach, creative writing, cruise, Fiction, Flash Fiction, life, liner, literature, nassau, paradise, Paradise island, Relaxing, sea, Short Story, story, sun, tourists, What Pegman Saw, work, Writing, writing prompt

• FLOWERS OF UGANDA

  ‘Pull over here, Kisekka,’ Arnold instructed the driver of the jeep. ‘We are not there yet, Sir,’ Kisekka replied. ‘Kukomesha!’ Arnold utilised one of the few Swahili words he knew. Kisekka brought the jeep to a stop. ‘What’s in there?’ Arnold asked, pointing at the white structures that covered the fields. ‘They grow flowers, Arnold…

  Iain Kelly

  18/03/2017

  creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, What Pegman Saw

  africa, agent, child labour, civil war, creative writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, flowers, Idi Amin, jeep, kampala, literature, rural, secret service, Short Story, spy, story, swahili, uganda, weapons factory, What Pegman Saw, Writing, writing prompt

• GOD BLESS THE CAUSE FOR WHICH I DIE

  The St. Patrick’s Day celebrations were over. An old drunk started singing ‘The Dying Rebel.’ ‘I never would have thought those songs would be anything but historical,’ said the red-haired woman. ‘I never thought they’d put up a border posts across Ireland again,’ the man replied. He looked at the woman. ‘We need to make…

  Iain Kelly

  11/03/2017

  creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, What Pegman Saw

  America, bomb, border, brexit, britain, consequences, creative writing, Dublin, europe, european union, Fiction, Flash Fiction, ireland, literature, northern ireland, politics, republican, Short Story, st patrick’s day, story, terrorism, the dying rebel, the troubles, war, What Pegman Saw, Writing, writing prompt

• BLOODHOUND LAW

  The steamboat Yellowstone sat at the dock. The new boat for the American Fur Company was due to depart up the Mississippi later that day. Grafton Edgefield looked out between wooden planks. He hadn’t eaten since he’d arrived in St. Louis three days ago. His clothes were in pieces, his bare feet shredded. He’d avoided the slave…

  Iain Kelly

  04/03/2017

  creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, What Pegman Saw

  action, America, bloodhound law, bloodhounds, creative writing, drama, escape, Fiction, Flash Fiction, grafton edgefield, historical fiction, history, literature, mississippi, mississippi river, river, Short Story, slave catchers, slavery, st. louis, steamboat, story, underground railway, What Pegman Saw, Writing, writing prompt

• AMAZONIA

  5th July 1592 We continue to follow De Orellana. The river seems to be endless. It has been seven months since we set out. Today we were attacked by a group of savages. Without a common language took us for enemies. They hurled sharpened rocks as we fled back to the boat. It was not the men that…

  Iain Kelly

  25/02/2017

  creative writing, Flash Fiction, Short Story, What Pegman Saw

  amazon, amazon river, amazonia, attack, brazil, columbia, conquistador, creative writing, De Orellana, explorers, female warriors, Fiction, Flash Fiction, history, journal, literature, native, peru, Short Story, south america, story, tribe, What Pegman Saw, Writing