An afternoon of swinging hammers and the big tent was up, standing bright in a vast disused lot […]
Category Archive: Fiction
It had begun to rain. As he left the post office, he passed a man on his mobile […]
The morning sun shines through the window and she looks out at the sky and sees the moon […]
I don’t believe in ghosts but I have seen one. I know how that makes me seem. I […]
Duncan was interviewed in the basement of a converted townhouse in the city centre. He sat opposite a […]
In 1979, Georges Perec published “Le Voyage d’hiver” in an off-trade brochure. It was published again in […]
There’s an exact spot on my way home where I open my bag and get my keys out. […]
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 […]
