Fiction Writing
Weary Thomas trundled down the track. It had been a busy day on the island of Sodor. All the children had been to visit and have their photo taken with the No. 1 engine. The Fat Controller had been very proud of Thomas. Left alone at the end of the day each engine puffed away … Continue reading A VERY USEFUL ENGINE
Dust blew over the barren landscape. Tumbleweed rolled through the desert and piled up on the side of the buildings. The buildings made up the main street, the only street, of Cody, Wyoming. Outside the saloon, Jensen swept the wooden decking. As soon as the brush removed a layer of sand, the wind blew a … Continue reading THE NEW FRONTIER
Modern, sleek cars had been rolled out along the route. At the time Jonathan travelled every morning an ancient tram still clanked and rattled along. Accompanying him each day were the unchanging faces that shared this journey. The familiar smile and muttered greeting part of their set routine. She appeared one grey morning. A ray of light … Continue reading THE GIRL ON THE OLD TRAM
Archie mounted his bicycle as the whistle from the steam train blew. ‘Go!' shouted Malcolm, giving Archie a push. The bet was simple. Archie had made it one night in the pub. He could leave the station at the same time as the train and arrive at the next stop first. Most of the money … Continue reading THE FLYING SCOTSMAN
The last note faded on the strings. The gathered handful of listeners gave polite applause. One guy flipped a coin into my bag. People bustled past on their commutes. As I was about to begin my next song I saw her. She was exiting the train station in a hurry as usual. For the last three months I … Continue reading JUDE
