Cherrypicked stories
Downpour(7) Upriver
7. Upriver Nick awoke to the sound of tools banging on metal. Sunlight streamed through the shuttered window of an airplane passenger window. Each...
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Billy Greaves Secret.
My best friend, Billy Greaves, wasn’t the sharpest tool in the box. People used to joke that his shoes had “L” and “R” written on them, just in case...
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Bat Time
It is coming to the end of bat season. The insects are thinning out as the nights get colder, and soon the bats will start their hibernation, a...
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Winter Fantasia
Snowman, his coat a trillion frosty threads...crotched by Jack, the naughty mischief maker. Each crystal cast perfect by Boreas. # Blizzard bullies,...
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The Promise.
The 30 stories in 30 Days Challenge continues. Jenny Walters had lived alone for the past six years. She’d become a bit of a recluse since her split...
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Downpour(5): Modern Day Castaway
About 13,000 words in to this years NanoWriMo. It's been a lot of fun so far! 5. Modern Day Castaway “A Scotsman? In the middle of the jungle. Now I...
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Studland, missing fingers, a rabid dog called Bob and a privy
When we first arrived from Canada in the early 1960’s my parents would take us, that is my two elder brothers and me to a farm on the road from...
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Grampa's Little Angel
“Who’s a good boy! Who’s Grampa’s little angel! Yeah, come give Grampa a kiss!” Damn fool! Talking to me the way he does. Oh, why do I lick the hand...
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The Sin Of Father Jacobs.
Father Jacobs loved his position within the Church. It gave him the opportunity to indulge his one and only vice. He called it his “release.” He no...
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Guy Fawkes Days and Nights to Remember
Granddad and Nan. Always there with jacket potatoes and butter.
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The Notes of a Millennial Blogger: #2 The Italian Ruiner
I wake up to the sound of my Auntie Amandine thoroughly sanitising her nether regions. She's in the shower. I can tell she has the shower head set to...
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The descent
Not your pen, the butter- yellow of its wannabe etchings. Nor, really, your fear of the broadband router’s paparazzi flashes that set off the whole...
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Peaceful Explosions
Sparkles in the sky … – kiddies cling amidst the shrieks, but do not fear and quake, as others do in far-off lands …
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Divided
Divided It used to be that the simplicity of 1 + 1 = 2 was equal to the sum of a new whole - the answer of me and you. And maybe it started that way...
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The Sunday School Teacher.
Patricia Lambert stared at a photo on the mantelpiece. Taken six years ago in Weymouth. She was surrounded by children. All hers. Not biologically of...
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Downpour(3): La Madremonte (1 of 2)
This chapter is a little longer, so I had to split it into two parts. PART 1 3. La Madremonte As the sun rose, the clouds began to burn off, and the...
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Changing Rooms
I consider the room with a critical eye. The paint is peeling in places and faded on the wall where the sun shines in through the small, high, window...
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A Year
A year. In a year, magic can happen. In a year, I could change the world. In a year, I could change my life. But in this year, my mind remains with...
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Lucky Black Brogues.
His double espresso hit him hard like a shot of vodka. It made him close his eyes and shake his head. A sensation he still remembered from his old...
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