Certificate 15

Ages 15 and up

Adopt a Tiger (1)

Susan was in the kitchen when the door rang. She wasn't expecting anybody, nobody much called round these days, so she didn't hurry. When she got to...

The Tunnel

A surreal, thought-provoking look at where our life choices might lead to a reckoning. Be aware, some horror lurks in this story. But also be aware - once read, you will always have this one in the back of your mind... how good have you been?

Venus in a red dress (Dublin 1955)

Venus in a red dress (Dublin 1955) a Dublin book launch, tedious, (the ‘literati’ out in force) until a red-haired red-dress vision whisked my idle...

The Patrolman (2) - Chapter I: The Patrolman (Part III)

Second draft of first completed novel - The Patrolman. "He had the distinct impression that this had all happened before and that it would all happen again."

Today's TV

BBC1 17:00 Are Goats Smarter than Humans? A goat faces a series of puzzles and intellectual challenges against Chris Grayling. Day 1, can Chris...

The Three Halves of Martyn Manning--Chapter Eleven - Janet

His office took up most of the top floor of the Keller Tower. It was by no means the tallest skyscraper in New York, but he had wonderful views over...

Mahoney's Office

I was shocked if not surprised at the death of Mahoney. I learned about it last week. The last time I saw him, he didn't look good although he was always too closely resembling (in his own words) either a "young Peter Lorre or an old Orson Welles". One thing he had was a hand that was perfect for holding a glass of beer no matter what size. We used to drink together when we were young and have the most confounding of conversations which always made sense to us but were threatening/infuriating/hilarious to others. I dug his massive vocabulary and he dug mine. We didn't get a chance to use them as much as we would have liked, so when we got together, we jazzed it up. We often talked of baked otters and black out shades and redundant ethnic quips. I've been trying for the last couple of days to write something about Mahoney when I came to inspiration point and tried to imagine the kind of conversation/ observation/dissertationwe would have shared on the available topic had we had another chance to kick it around and chop it up. I'm gonna name this "piece" Mahoney's Office after him and bid my bud adieu.
Gold cherry

A path in the moonlight

“I need a raincoat for tomorrow” – Marilyn Manson

Letting a Dream Disappear

Leave my cold shoulders to rest in the grass With my head in the ground as I stare at a cloud My weakened feet can’t stand up once more For my road...