Fiction Writing
He watched the black mass moving through the dawn sky. Backlit by the sun's orange-yellow glow, the sweeping and swooping birds danced in uniformity. It was, he mused, a stunning example of the beauty that could be found in the world. But not for him. For him, beauty in life had ended. There was only … Continue reading A MURMUR
Todd cursed himself. He inched out further. The frame and glass creaked. He froze. He peered down, trying to make out the room below. It definitely wasn't Lacey's bedroom. She had told him the skylight on the left. Only now did he realise he didn't know if that was left as he faced the house, … Continue reading 50/50
Sitting in the cafe with a view of the Houses of Parliament, he double-checked the decoded message. A simple cipher using 'The Ambassadors' by Henry James - the numbers referred to the pages of the book, the first letter of the third line on each page combined to give the location. He had it right. … Continue reading THE CONTRACT
In the dark shadows he lurked. It was time. His natural state was a recluse, satisfied with his own company, content to live in the world of his imagination. He did not need the companionship or support of others. But now the strange creature was poised to reveal himself and his work, to offer up … Continue reading POISED
I can't say I don't deserve it, after everything I put her through, but death seems harsh. I don't even like the thing. I only stuck it on the bookcase because she was coming round. She insisted I keep it. She had bought it for me after all, on our first anniversary. And I thought … Continue reading THE HOUSEPLANT
