Cherrypicked stories

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Planet Earth is blue 1

A story in 200-word chapters. Hiding in an asteroid, and the feel of the cold stone there.
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Float

Leave the house. Now. Out of the front door, turn left, walk ten paces along the pavement. On your right you will see a red Ford Fiesta, ninety-four plate.
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The night before the wedding.

The night before Vincent's Wedding
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Watching Emily Play...(I.P.)

as she danced amongst the bluebells...
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In the paper bag

I'm trapped inside this paper bag It's not a problem, just a snag I'm trying to remember how I got in here, to get out, now. It's dark and crinkly in this place
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Sutherland Avenue

City as plot and lyric and song
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Monsters 04: Session Two

You smile again, and this time, you don’t pick up the pad like you normally would. Instead, you lean forward and give me a new option.
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The Blue Dress

Incestuously flushing....
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Fighting

I hear the shot go off. 'No, no, no!' My senses were cut off, my body went into panic. Then a strange sense of calm came over me and the situation became almost funny.
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Dr Bob

Dr Bob’s book “A Cure for Cancer?” has been flying off the shelves; the papers are hailing him a hero on a par with Alexander Fleming.
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Early Learning

In summer we helped mix swill for penned and snouting pigs the foul stink of fermenting dregs mashed in a zinc bathtub with a shovel, larger than life for two small boys.
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The Bullfinch (I.P)

Not about apples...
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LILLIAN AND THE ITALIANS.5

Carlo begins to fill in the missing years of her son's life over dinner with Lillian
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Monsters 01: Quinn Artula

There are people all over the world. Some want power, some justice, and some...well, some just want you. They want you dead and buried just for fun.
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Artifice

That day we wandered onto a film set - remember? Under the arch and through the bright sheen of the afternoon flickering off the river, in a moment smothered
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End of days 14 (Epilogue)

The final chapter. The pit closes, the celestial city appears and the world begins to end. All fine then (or possibly not).
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Voice in the Garden

Night in an isolated house and something unresolved.
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A TREK NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN

It's very strange, the people you meet while walking alone.
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Journey To Hell

I struggled back to the phone box, only to find it occupied by a woman who clearly intended to spend the next two and a half hours talking absolute bollocks !
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I Can't Believe I Can't Believe It's Not Butter.

This now has a different ending to the one I originally posted. It's about a neurotic housewife's analysis of what she believes to be a superior spread.
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The Ancestors Breeze In

What is that windsong you're singing? I can almost hear you through my tears Just as you gust outside my window. Urban wind, but seeming to bring Tales of praries, mountains, valleys.
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The truth

I want to feel the past in my life but there's something
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Re-apply

Correction: this story is not included in My Baby Shot Me Down, a Blinding Books anthology, but you can still buy the anthology! http://blindingbooks.com/?page_id=350
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Risk Street6

moving backwards to go forward
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Heartsease

It was a bad time. I… Susan… That is, my wife, she… She died. Wife. Such a simple four letter word; looking at it, it doesn’t really seem to do justice to what she was.
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Sepia Days

A fleeting smile of recognition...
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Beachcomber's Love Song To The Sea

His sea trilby tethered with rope, hair threaded with underwater green. His sea breeches, a silvery shade of brown (fish-skin perhaps) washed by coral-fronds.
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Transmutation

Poem. inspired by Uz and Them, Tony Harrison
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The Academy Award's Prayer

Our Godfather, Who art in Heaven’s Gate, Halloween frame by frame. The Lion King come, The Fly will be done. On Film as it is in Camera. Give us this day our Internet Movie Database
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A Private Grief

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to!
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Redondo Rose

She was seventy-four years old and the last forty of her years had been spent in total retirement.
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On A Sunday Walk

An eruption of geese came yelling off the pond as if a bomb had dropped. Too soon for migration, more like a gang-fight or playground ruck, low and startled, almost in touching range,
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The Bobtail

My fine-spun self is shrouded; Shielded from approaching storms, By guilders shade now tainted; Upon my gentle dancing form. The dark-ground is my comfort, Cupping my cavorting feet;
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LILLIAN AND THE ITALIANS.4

Andrew's business partner tells Lillian what has happened to her son.
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Bargain

Poem
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Only A Little Lonely

It starts there in the quiet; in the quiet and the cold Descending like a shadow, seeping slow into my soul. Resigned and mute, I feel it come, a thief into my home,
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A Meeting

Fumbling fog-blind through the woods I felt a heavy shift, a movement nearby pacing me to its own rythmn. Wrapped in thick grey nothingness a breathing thing waiting now.
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A Little Help

“I am the APRS5000,the latest, greatest thing in domestic appliances".
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Saints Of Satan Chapter Eight

Before long we had reached the borders of the northern region, the tell tale signs in the wilderness confirming that we were nearing our destination.
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The Dare and the Dark

We’d been smoking behind the assembly hall for a while after detention - not talking much, just leaning up against the wall trying to pretend we were cool -when Jake turned to me with that annoying
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Mexico

the love of a beautiful woman on a beautiful day lights up the dark years long after she has gone
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Now or Never 7

The tail-end of treatment and back into the big bad world
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Out Of The Mists Of Dreaming

She came not out of the golden skies of the mornings, but out of the heavy mists that haunted our dreams.
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Celestial Puppeteer

The devil never really need fear For good is good for which it adheres If right is wrong and wrong is right It's finally time to call this fight. A no holds barred, jugular throat spar
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31 Falkner Street (9)

‘Your road is really scary.’ Kerry told me. I felt insulted. ‘How is it?’
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Counting backwards from ten

Anyone who's lain on a gurney and had nothing but a hospital gown between them and the knife will get the title......
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Waiting for the Sun

The Santa Ana winds were thunderously howling on Venice Boulevard, but the slippery streets were nonetheless at ease with the silence of the moon.
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Who'll Pay the Piper?

“Piper Alpha...one hundred and sixty-four missing...”
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"Stories"

a sonnet
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31 Falkner Street (8)

My name is Ella and I am 31 years old.
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Timeo Danaos et Dona Ferentes

While I alone traverse the walls
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What would Junie B. Jones do?

"Mr. Jacobson sniffs little girls' bicycle seats," eight year old Benjamin Carter announced cavalierly as though the topic made for polite dinner conversation.

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