Death had passed there before, elaborate in black ribbon and the sombre faced ritual of undertakers repeating a daily routine. The observers wept to see it. Tears framed by that moment, unlike the ones which had come before and those which followed after. Those were eroding tears, endlessly absorbed by […]
Short Stories
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The valley was magnanimous in it’s apathy. Ancients who had sat and lived in it all their lives could observe new arrivals with comfortingly communal certainty. The sparsely wooded cliffs of carboniferous rocks looked on with thoughts, like theirs, containing nothing but tired indifference. An odd place to call home. […]
The world’s biggest city condensed down to nothingness, and with indifferent cruelty burrowed its way into her optical nerve. A miracle to the technologically illiterate but one robbed of it’s grandeur by sterile routine. The procedure had been her choice. Though she was far from the first to undertake it. […]
Sad to say that this was written months ago to go into No Cure for Shell Shock. At the time there’d just been an attack on an Italian (if memory serves) asylum center but increasingly it seems that it’s a story that’s repeatedly replicated in the news. Was just a […]
Written with half a thought to the victims of the explosion in China but just today two reporters were shot in the US. All day people on social media and in the news have pawed over the details and images of the killing, which was caught on film. A story […]
The frozen parade of granite faces stared down at them, though those observed seldom stared back up. There was no need, no benefit in acknowledging the immovable presence of the past. If anything it was a self-imposed torture to try, an opening up to acidic intrusions on lives lived in rough […]
What do you call this future? The one at the end of the rat run you’ve built out of today and into tomorrow? The one we can see as a pin-prick at the end of the tunnel, a pin-prick of grey light and confinement. Why do you want us to […]
As part of the slow build-up to the release of No Cure for Shell Shock I’ll be sharing work on a few sites to spread the word and Immaculate Fracture is the first such piece. be sure to check it out as a taster for what’s to come!
She made the sign of the cross, uncertain of who was looking. Not Jesus, she was grimly certain of that. Not the Father or the Holy Ghost either, the Trinity were either wholly blind, wholly indifferent or wholly non-existent when it came to her. An apathy she did her best […]
One of the things that’s always struck me as, to be honest, quite funny about travel is the bizarre approaches people have to cultural their experience in the unfamiliar. I’ve seen gap year Hippies growing out their manky dreads while Buddhist monks play StarCraft opposite the residence of the Dalai Lama and I’ve […]