Fiction Writing
'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
He shifted the pawn forward and sat back. He undid the top button of his shirt and took a slug of the oaky scotch. 'You don't have to hide, I know you're here,' he called out to the empty room. A head of chestnut hair rose silently from behind the chessboard. How had she managed to … Continue reading GABRIELLA
The body had been found a mile away. The blood stains on the park bench, and the ground surrounding it, corresponded to the mutilation seen on the victim. His death had been violent and tortuous. A uniformed officer finished putting up the crime scene tape. A crowd of onlookers had already gathered. Samson scanned the … Continue reading VIGILANTE
Seeing him sitting by the road she felt she had to do something. His boots were gaffer-taped around the toes. A few doors along was a shoe shop. He smiled and followed her. The staff in the store were her only hope now, the only witnesses to have seen them. Would he like a hot meal … Continue reading NEW BOOTS
The official advice was not to travel unless absolutely necessary. Ordinarily he wasn't one to listen to official advice, he wouldn't have much of a career if he followed the rules. But heading out to work today, when no one else had left their houses, when there were no other cars on the road, when … Continue reading SNOW DAY FOR A CONTRACT KILLER
