Cherrypicked stories

‘There’s a man in the house, there’s a man in the house and he’s trying to kill me!’ Robert says to his mother one Wednesday night. ‘There’s no one...

I am a whisper in the breeze a shadow of speed an updraft of glory-wind snatched me from a highway of mountain cliff now diving at missile speed I...

We sang the song of days gone by We didn't even have to try Our voices pure and clear and high All those years ago. When rockets flew up to the moon...

1 My Brother Jack -spring 1939 -My brother Jack woke me up. I lay half-asleep, watching him kick my bed. He kept kicking until I responded with, "...

Realisation dawned on the other three Horsemen. The world was going to end, and it wouldn't be through Pestilence, War or Famine. "You mean it doesn'...

As I arrive at the school, five minutes early no less, I stare into space and can’t help but wonder if this is going to be my life from now on. The...

Given our cramped living circumstances, it was something of a surprise to return from afternoon teaching to find an unfamiliar man sat on the sofa...

I am trying to write a ghost story every month. Here is a grisly one for Halloween.

“The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" (The tale of the Headless Horseman) is a ghost story set in Upstate New York in the town of Sleepy Hollow. It was written in 1820 by Washington Irving who lived there. The story has been depicted in plays, movies and even in Disney’s memorable cartoon form. I had visited this area when I was in New York and during Halloween the town does do justice to its legend...this sparked a story for me and what follows is a short story spun from that visit...I hope you enjoy it.