Cherrypicked stories

Falling I am no one . White walls washed by sodium light was all I could see. There was a certain kind of claustrophobia that went with the room, a...

Maybe now she’s seen me in my own juice sat about picking my nose swearing at the news she doesn’t want to know me. The other year I bumped into one...

I am a seasoned veteran of the office wars, like Mike Moorcock, or was it Nik Turner, used to declaim, on that old Hawkwind album ‘Warrior on the...

It's completely unpolished, but the IP made me think of my mum, who can be an inspiration and a challenge, and I'm feeling nostalgic. It can be bittersweet to find myself growing closer to my parents and at the same time see them grow older, and live in a different country.

A reminiscence about an extraordinary and mysterious relative

She looks at him and notices how his lips are moving. Very professional, pretty confident. But also, a bit human, a touch charming. How he sits...

I often think When I drink if there’s another earth And would it be worth Moving there I expect the idea Will never stand up to scrutiny Let’s face...

Part One at: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/golden-fleece-part-one-two The Golden Fleece (Part Two of Two) Feeling slightly restless, I...