Fiction Writing
Glass roses, gilt-edged with gold, smashed and splintered. He sits among them, the broken shards of his life. She has gone now, the fire and the fury. She will return, he knows. She will do it again. Why does he put up with it? That abstract notion of love? Loyalty? Or shame? Shame that a … Continue reading GILT-EDGED
He woke up and opened the curtains. The sunlight dazzled him, as another glorious day began. He opened the window and took in a breath of the fresh air, exhaling exaggeratedly. A new start lay ahead. He had slept well, the best rest he could remember for a long time. He thought his mind would … Continue reading A NEW START
Archie dug his toes into the sand, relaxing in his reclining chair. From the tepee he heard Agnes clattering about. She stumbled out. 'You said you wanted a holiday with plenty of sun and sand.' He didn't open his eyes as she slumped into the chair next to him. 'Don't feign innocence. You knew what … Continue reading DESERT GLAMPING
She deserved this. Work could be put on the back burner for a couple of weeks. The children were with her parents. The tail end of summer was just warm enough to wear a sleeveless top and a short skirt, while around her the countryside was turning from lush green to golden yellow and orange. … Continue reading A SENSE OF CALM
The affair had been stupid, a typical middle-aged spasm to prove there was still life in the old dog. The grey tarmac rolled on in front of him, miles of it already lay behind. On the horizon ahead, blue sky met blue sea. 'Why the hire car?' she had asked when she had picked him … Continue reading THE ROAD WELL TRAVELLED
