Cherrypicked stories

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Freegan Fighters

An account of the issues surrounding 'Freeganism' as an ethical movement in Glasgow.
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An Ode to Coppaccino

Mourning the loss of my first place of work in Glasgow.
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The Old Man and the Vampire

An old man, purporting himself to be the hero of Locksburg, thinks that people are taking vampires too lightly in his town.
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City of Secrets Chapter 3

More of Letty. Please comment so that I can continue to polish and perfect before she sets out on yet another trip to an agent.
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Half of Nothing, Chapter 1: The Twins

Kyran stormed out of the house, angry. Leon moped in their room.
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Autumn Rain

I remember such a happy childhood, grown up in the bliss of eternal autumn rain. I remember tiny droplets of stars falling from Heaven and the pollen of the Earth rising into the air.
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Headstones

The headstone fallen, broken and then lost In high forgotten grass, the brighter weeds Where only busy insects and the occasional fox Wanders by. There is only distant birdsong
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Half of Nothing, Prologue: Myself, Half Gone

Have you ever thought of what fear really feels like? Have you ever thought of what pain hurts the most?
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The Importance of a Lift-Operative Explained

Deep into the worst recession in British history, it has been decided that the MPs’ lift in the Houses of Parliament is in desperate need of an operative, a button-pusher, someone to steady the ship
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I'm really, really, really, really good at board games

A very silly grime battle-rap that I wrote for a show called 'Dead poets' - www.deadpoetry.co.uk . The boardgames were all suggested by people who emailed me.
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chapter twenty:

The Saga continues in Chapter Twenty. Will Gianna ever find herself?
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Summer Kings

I remember it well... ;)
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The horseman - part 9

If you pick a fight with Death, there can only be one result - or perhaps not ... (what would any self-respecting story be without a suitably overblown apocalyptic climax).
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Racing: part one

The whistle blew and they were running, with a flurry of limbs and a gentle splattering sound...
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Standing army

Inspiration point 31.3.10
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Last of a Kind

Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid.
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Freeze Frame (I.P.)

Good as dead – long before I hit the water.

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