Tag: creative writing
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AT ALL COSTS
Her lungs felt like bursting, her legs had no energy left in them. Still she pushed herself on. The bell rang for the final lap of the track. She pictured that tunnel of trees over and over in her mind. How many times had she ran through it? How many 5 a.m. starts, up and…
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ROOM SERVICE
Otto peered out onto another misty morning. Fine drops of dew decorated his web, glistening in the sunlight. Sounds of guests wakening echoed round the hotel. He heard scurrying. It was Slater. He was well-meaning, but a louse. ‘Another attack last night. Cleo this time. Why do they do it?’ ‘It’s in their nature.’ ‘They…
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THE SIMPLE THINGS
‘A shoe shop?’ She was incredulous. ‘They had to actually go out to find shoes that fitted, try them on and buy them?’ ‘Yes. Some women adored doing it, had collections of hundreds of pairs. The same with clothes, bags, jewellery.’ ‘I do like the red shoes she is wearing,’ my daughter mused. ‘Can I…
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MUTATION
‘Scan it,’ Colonel Hawk ordered. Kelso gulped and approached the huge skull with it’s gaping eyes and large nasal cavity. He raised his scanner. It bleeped and the gave a read out. He radioed back. ‘Negative, Colonel. Whatever it is, it’s from this planet.’ ‘Some sort of mutated monster gorilla,’ Hazard mused, peering over the…
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AN ACT OF MERCY
His face was as stony as the rocky outcrop at the top of the hill. I wondered if his heart was made of similar granite. Since Mum had passed he hadn’t shed a tear. My sisters and I had gathered round, reminiscing, watching old family films, looking through old photographs. We laughed at the memories,…
Iain Kelly 