THE LAST TOY MAKER IN PARIS

Henri-Pierre Cailloux slowly put down his tools on the bench and sighed. The clock struck midnight. He wound up the mechanism and watched as the wooden toy flapped it's wings gently. He closed his eyes and listened to the whirring and ticking. A satisfied smile spread over his face. Everything in perfect working order. This … Continue reading THE LAST TOY MAKER IN PARIS

THE WRITER’S SPIRAL

Mark met Bob from Accounting at the bottom of the stairs. 'Another Monday morning,' said Bob, as they began the trudge up to the office. Mark grunted in reply. Bob began every Monday with the same conversation. 'Don't you ever feel like we're hamsters in a wheel, going round and round and getting nowhere?' Bob continued. 'There … Continue reading THE WRITER’S SPIRAL