Tag: Writing
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SOMETHING A LITTLE DIFFERENT
Harry read the specifications. Another Call Centre office block. Thirty years as an architect and he was churning out steel and glass cuboids. He drew a rectangle. He added a main door in the middle of it. He added oblong walls. More uninspired right angles and straight lines. He sighed and stared out his square…
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BEST FORGOTTEN
Lillian stared at the incongruous door. Why had it been added to the old stone entrance? Why the rusty chain in front of it? She ran back to her father. ‘If there is a door, why does there need to be a chain?’ she asked. Her father looked down at her. ‘So that no one gets…
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HIGH SOCIETY
I cornered Sheila next to her cheap display cabinet in the living room, noticing that she hadn’t bothered to hide her tacky glass ornaments despite hosting the annual neighbourhood fireworks party. ‘Exactly when did it change from being a fancy dress party?’ I asked her, raising an eyebrow to indicate the ridiculous small witches’ hat…
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THE FISHERMAN
He took the wriggling bait and skewered it onto the hook. With a practiced sweep of the arm and flick of the wrist, he threw his line out into the river and then took up his usual seat perched on the end of the pier. When he had first started fishing from this pier there…
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LEST WE FORGET
Through the sea haze she saw the final stream of small boats appear. From this distance she could make out the decks crammed with soldiers. For nine days the small boats had shuttled across the channel to Dunkirk. Over three hundred thousand men had been saved and returned to Dover. As the boats drew closer, the…
Iain Kelly 