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He turned back to the older woman. “Mrs. Higgins. She is a postmaster, and you should talk to her about your ideas for changing the post office. She...

Kit Handsome was woken in the middle of the night by the ringing of the urgent phone. The urgent phone had been put in place when he started his job...

The dinner table is too wide for the both us. I will cut the legs. If you please, Come sit with me on the floor.

What is Nicotine? A highly toxic poisonous chemical that works on the central nervous system both as stimulant or tranquilliser, the physiological...

One of those desiderata things. I made the image at canva.com (I know, quality design, eh?)

Chapter 30 Sweet are Joys of Home Pure and sweet for they Like Dews of Morn and Evening Come To Wake and Close the Day I will try to give a flavour...

2. So: the apocalypse. You don’t expect to be ever actually living through it. You don’t think it happens to real people. This happens to characters...

Now this IS very old. I spent a whole, hot summer in Sevilla (learning to be a TEFL teacher, as we were called then) before I moved out full time to Spain the year after. From June to September everyone in the city stays up until 4 a.m. because it's too hot to sleep. On rare occasions there'll be a cloudburst, many people just stay outside, for the rain never lasts long. The city does look wonderful in the moonlight. Image source Wiki-commons licence CC-A SA 4.0 Bocinaplatea is the original uploader, but there's no link now.

Something in the Room is a piece about my personal relationship with darkness and despair, and my battle with anxiety. Written in second person.