Little bits of my fiction for you to enjoy online. If you like a story, please share it!
Judd Henderson took his normal morning walk at eleven o’clock. He liked the spring. The scent of cut grass, all but forgotten over the winter, heralded the arrival of warmer weather. The park to the left of his usual route had grown wild with tall grass and a smattering of | Read more…
There was a time when I’d held their hands as we walked. Now, my footsteps left a solitary trail across the smooth sand. A pale yellow sun sank towards the horizon. Small waves washed up, creating a non-silent silence where there was noise, but no distinctive sounds. No laughter. As | Read more…
As I entered the polling station and handed my card to the lady at the desk, I still didn’t know how I would vote. Nothing I’d heard in the run up to the election made me want to vote for any of the parties. I did feel quite strongly about voting | Read more…
Mr Aberforth pulled the potato from the ground and brushed off the dirt. He threw it into the bucket with the others, but, as it flew through the air, something about it caught his eye. A strange surge of excitement set his stomach fluttering. He wiped his palms on his | Read more…
The food was at the back of a small, white box. Mushkin put her foot on the smooth surface and tested it. Nothing bad happened. She sniffed and felt with her whiskers. Strange smells mixed with the tempting aroma of wheat but none that she recognised as dangerous. She stretched | Read more…
A sparrow flew across an allotment. When it reached the mesh fence at the edge, instead of flying over, it aimed for a square hole, barely big enough for its body. With wings folded back, it wriggled and squirmed until it popped through. A flick of wings and it bobbed | Read more…
Isabel picks up more than turkey and sprouts shopping for her Christmas dinner. T’was the night before Christmas and after a long shift at the lab, Isabel stalked the supermarket shelves. She looked down at the few remaining loose Brussel sprouts. Scrawny little rejects. She didn’t even really like sprouts, | Read more…
A little bonus post here. This was written as part of a challenge for Desert Bus 6 to write a 5o word story with the theme “50 shades of tetris”. If it makes you giggle, why not head on over to watch some of the marathon and help the children. | Read more…
Stalking the aisles My keen eyes scan left and right Humming electric tubes Cast washed out, sickly light Cool hands on the bar Of my wire basket trolley Still empty and bare Some might think it folly Darkness falls outside My fellow hunters are few Click of a price gun | Read more…
Lady was not a very clever cat. She was getting a little old, she had lost a few teeth and she dribbled a bit. She often forgot things like what she was doing or where she was going. Lady lived with another cat called Holly in a house with a | Read more…