Fiction Writing
Hustle and bustle. Amongst it all I sit alone. Many come and go: commuters, tourists, pleasure seekers and shoppers. Smiling faces and laughter, serious looks with purposeful strides, blank expressions and automatic motions: all accumulate into the life of the station. The whistle signals an arrival. Her arrival. Loud squealing brakes and steam fill the … Continue reading STOLEN WEEKEND
'We should establish boundaries, thresholds. And have a safe word.' 'Sure, what like?' 'Love?' 'Okay, 'love' it is. Should we use our real names or different ones?' 'Different ones, you choose mine.' 'Lucy?' 'Okay, and for you, Lorenzo.' 'Lorenzo? Really?' 'I thought you wanted me to be in charge?' 'Lorenzo it is. Anything else?' 'You … Continue reading AN OPEN RELATIONSHIP
She was box office. She was advertising revenue, hits online, gossip column gold. The more turbulent her private life, the more she was worth. Sex scandal followed drug rehab, relationship turmoil ran concurrent to family fall-outs. All of it was box office. Imagine then what they will make of this. Conspiracy theories will abound. The … Continue reading BOX OFFICE
This was not what he had in mind when Sandra invited him on a beach holiday. He'd thought of golden sand and her golden hair; revealing swimwear barely concealing her tanned curves; frolicking in the sea... Sandra rubbed her grimy, seaweed-covered hands on her dirty overalls and threw the trowel aside, her smile beaming. 'Another … Continue reading ON THE BEACH WITH SANDRA
The ridiculous habit made it difficult to clamber down the bush-covered arch into the cloister. From there it was a sprint across the lawn to the door, where she knocked four times. The door was opened. They paused at the gateway. Was this what they really wanted? Would the Lord be watching them? No time to … Continue reading CLOISTERED
