Cherrypicked stories

Cherry

Amanderella Gottsnobbler and the Bangolin Tree Chapter 12

Chapter 12. Harbour Hopping. A gust of wind ruffled the cat’s whiskers. It did not blink. Amanderella leaned on the rail, watching the water shift...
Cherry

Bron-39

Continued from Chapter 38 Grace levered herself out of the front seat of the van; John-John and Bron had insisted that she take pride of place in the...
1 likes
Gold cherry

Memoir of a Disco Dancer. Prologue. The Bluebells v Tracey Emin. Sunday

Prologue: The Bluebells v Tracey Emin. Sunday Good morning. Come on in. Let’s have one of our pointless conversations, again. But I must warn you, I’...
2 likes
Cherry

Amanderella Gottsnobbler and the Bangolin Tree Chapter 11

Chapter 11. All at Sea. The harbour was brighter than when she had left it, as though the sun had decided to take an interest in her plans...
1 likes
Cherry

Building C - Part Two

On a Friday, six weeks in, Coy was pulling from aisle eight when his scanner died. Battery. He walked to the charging station at the dock, swapped it...
Cherry

Building C - Part One

Coy Shumate clocked in at 10:47 PM on a Tuesday in March. Thirteen minutes early because the bus ran ahead of schedule and the break room had coffee...
Cherry

The Fat Ones

An excerpt from my (stalled) novel-in-progress The Tallow Man — told entirely from the perspective of a herd of wild Andean guinea pigs ( Cavia...
Gold cherry

Life on Berth

Johnny the bottlenose dolphin nudged his friend, Cider with his smooth snout, ‘Watch out now, the monster is starting up her engines.’ ‘Oh no,...
3 likes
Cherry

Way Down: September–October 1977

The heat had broken by the first week of September, leaving the air heavy and uncertain. The long drought of ’76 was a distant memory now, supplanted...
Cherry

Amanderella Gottsnobbler and the Bangolin Tree Chapter 8 real one!

Chapter 8. Spectacle makers call. Amanderella had barely finished writing Algersome is for someone else when the doorbell rang again. Mrs Gaffletter...
Cherry

Platypus

A tale of how nature's strangest creature was made from leftovers.
1 likes
Cherry

Amanderella Gottsnobbler and the Bangolin Tree Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Good Intentions. Amanderella did not start with “Where is Burkoland?” That would have been far too obvious, and far too dependent on other...
Cherry

Car Slaves

Sitting in the middle of the recent Hari Raya traffic jam, I remember an old cartoon showing a Martian peering into a telescope directed at Earth. He...
1 likes
Cherry

Wembley Praise Day

The seven men had walked down to Wembley Stadium and were standing outside. They had parked their seven seater Vauxhall car half a mile away. One of...
Cherry

The Way We Were: Another Brick in the Wall, December 1979

Mr Evans hated me. Mr Evans was the D eputy H eadmaster, but also our M aths teacher, and much to his dismay I was the best at maths in my year,...
2 likes
Cherry

Amanderella Gottsnobbler and the Bangolin Tree Chapter 8

Chapter 9. So where is the Bangolin tree? Amanderella tapped her notebook with her sharpened pencil. “Please tell me as much as you know.” Mr...
2 likes
Gold cherry

Circus Soleil and The Empress Card

She meets the balloon sculptor at the lido where the water is black and salted. When the tide comes in, the swells slop and jive her towards his...
1 likes
Cherry

The Way We Were: House of Fun, May 1982

Goran’s house was perfectly located, it was on the edge of the Old Court estate where half of us lived, and just a playing field away from the...
1 likes
Cherry

The Way We Were: Abba-esque EP, June 1992

I like blondes. Agnetha From Abba, for example, or Yvonne, from my philosophy tutorial group. I’d liked her all year, but it’s difficult to chat...
Cherry

Amanderella Gottsnobbler and the Bangolin Tree Chapter 7

Chapter 7. A bunch of lilies. Algersome Eartrembler arrived at Mrs Gaffletter’s with a bouquet of damp lilies and a voice that rumbled like a heavy...

Pages