Tag: Writing
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KARMA
Locked in the attic again, Anna incanted the spell from the book once more. Nothing happened. She threw the heavy tome out the window in frustration. Her stepfather was in the garden. The police ruled accidental death. They never found the object that had caused the blow to his head. Written for the Scottish Book…
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TUCUMCARI
‘A road that goes all the way to Chicago.’ Danny said. ‘Think we’ll ever get that far?’ ‘I doubt it,’ answered Bill, ‘unless we steal a car.’ ‘We’d run out of gas before getting out of New Mexico.’ ‘Guess we’re stuck here then,’ Bill laughed. They sat under the town’s water tower, drinking beer. An occasional…
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DO PUMPKINS SINK OR FLOAT?
Bill and Trevor stared at the unwanted trailer and the selection of large orange oblate spheroids within it. ‘Who attaches a trailer to the back of a pickup anyway? How was I to know?’ Trevor moaned. ‘This time of year, apparently, it’s the local pumpkin farmer.’ Bill paused. ‘Hide the pickup in the back. We’ll…
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REBUILDING
The new Buckingham Palace looked exactly like the old one had from the air. The last remnants of the construction site had almost gone, only a large fence remained, to be removed before the official opening next week. The pilot brought the Boeing 787 Dreamliner round in another long circle over the city as he waited…
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DOUBLE AGENT
He sat in the café watching Berliners come and go. Where was she? The newspaper lay folded at the business page as per the agreed protocol. The coffee cup next to it sat untouched. He felt the point of cold steel between his shoulders. An East German accent said ‘I think you should come with…
Iain Kelly 