Short Fiction

Short stories written from 2010 onwards

Canal

Going quietly behind suburbia, Your sooty rags cast off
Cherry

A man walked into a room…

One day a man walked into a room. He didn’t know where he was; come to that he didn’t know who he was.

When the dinosaur woke up the novelist was still there.

A (very) short story where every line is an opening line

Necessary Separation

Something surprising happens during a visit to a seaside fortune teller.

The model village

The space between the two sets of watch towers was an uneven no-man’s Land of stubble grass swept every few minutes by powerful searchlights.
Cherry

Mowing

This summer I pushed The mower uphill into memory,
Cherry

Wise Child

The rain blew against the picture window of the apartment like a wet blanket; looking out through the drifting clouds of droplets Alice could see the...