There’s an exact spot on my way home where I open my bag and get my keys out. […]
Category Archive: Fiction
Subtropical sounds nice, but it actually just means that it’s hot, and that when it isn’t hot, it […]
Back on dry land Ahab rids himself of salt and of his wooden leg He gets his wooden […]
It was a while since I’d last opened Julia’s wardrobe.As a girl I wondered what she could possibly […]
Every man is the ruin of a man, I might have thought. This man who appeared before my […]
The trick is to lift up the right foot, just a few centimetres off the floor, move it […]
Below is an extract from my book, Seed. In answer to a question Minor Lits asked me earlier this week I […]
The train station was crowded. Flashes of the floor showed black slush dragged into the scuffle from outside. […]
Mick brought the banter. He was the life and soul, necking cold tins of lager as the stereo […]
One moment, the air between the walls and the furniture and the people was filled with nothing besides […]
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