Short Stories and ideas

a collection of short stories and excerpts from ideas for novels

Cherry

They weren't Catherine Wilson

I have never really been one for company; I’m awkward and uncomfortable in the company of others; I feel constrained, bound. It’s what I am; who I am and I’ve never had the desire to change.
Cherry

...the wisdom to know the difference...

I looked at my watch again; 10:42, two minutes later than the last time I’d looked.
Cherry

A Call From the Wild

‘You must listen to me; hear my words and remember and when I tell you – leave! Run like your life depends on it; because it does.

ABC tales part 5

A sound made him turn and he saw that they were all gathered at the doors of their caravans; the entire family; all watching him silently, as if expecting something of him though he was at a loss as t

ABC tales serial (alternative) part 4

The first thing that struck me when I woke was the pain. That old chair wasn’t really comfortable to sit in let alone fall asleep in. I groaned as, stiff muscles protesting I sat up.

ABC tales serial part 4

Grandfather was crouched by the dying embers; he made no move as Mateo came down the steps and saw him. The older man remained silent and after a moment Mateo approached him cautiously.

ABCtales - serial (alternative)

Here's another one i've been working on for those of you that aren't sci-fi minded. Same idea as the other one. Suggestions welcome.

ABCtales -serial part 1

Just a little idea i came up with for my fellow ABCer's it's a novel i started writing a couple of years ago but faltered with it.

ABCtales serial (alternative) part 3

Gently she reached out a hand toward me and despite my flinch her fingers touched my lip and came away bloody. “Did I do that?” She asked quietly.
Cherry

ABCtales serial (alternative) part 5

Hours past - for a lot of them I sat staring at the screen full of text, I walked the dogs, I vacuumed the house and still Susan didn’t return.
Cherry

ABCtales serial part 3

It was near dusk when the camp came into view through the straggly coastal pines.

ABCtales serial part2

He moved around the house, room to room reliving the memories of time spent there. It wasn’t home; Karl had made it home, his presence, his patient love for a moody, unforgiving son.

Alive!

She was alive!
Cherry

ballet slippers and childhood dreams

Ballet Slippers and Childhood dreams
Story of the week

Coming home

Coming home.

Solitary Confinement

Solitary confinement. The term doesn’t really do it justice.

Despair

DESPAIR:

Siren song

All things considered that year was the crappiest year of my life. My father died suddenly in February.

The Totally implausible, Intergalactic Adventures of Benny and Max

“We-e-e-l-l-l, I don’t think they serve burger and fries here Benny.” “Do you realise what it is we’ve found?” “Of course I do, and my ass is starting to hurt already.”

Inspiration point Short.

She was there, exactly where she should be, sitting under the clock the same as she had been the four other times playing with the single white rose; the sign.

Those that came before

Silent. It struck him for the first time; the forest was silent. There were no bird calls no insects, only the quiet whisper of the wind in the upper canopy.

There lies Guillermo Brown (writing exercise)

The church clock strikes eight just so’s everyone in the neighbourhood knows it’s six. On the rain slick, marble steps below a body lies in touching distance of the closed doors.

She moves through the fair

You know I was never sure if Sis planned it all; I asked her few times but she’d never give me a straight answer. Okay, so you’re wondering what I’m babbling on about?

IP 60 word story

It was a click; a definite click. There shouldn’t have been a click. There shouldn’t have been any sound; that’s what they’d said. But there was a click and I knew what that meant.

The power of Dreams

Everybody has a dream held onto from infancy.

No Title - yet

This could just about stand as a short story but when i wrote it i had a novel in mind unfortunately i've thus far drawn a blank - see what you think.
Cherry

Those Eyes...

I’ve killed thirty seven men and nineteen women. Shocked?

Turn Around

‘Turn around.’ There was a pleading note to the whispered words. He flinched continuing to watch the grimy rivulets of rain slither down the window, his warm breath misting the glass.

Threshold

Something i've been working on; a plot for a TV series maybe. See what you think. Prologue

Threshold part 2

It was the cleanest he had been since his first day; they’d hosed him down, fumigated him and even given him a clean coverall.
Cherry

Goldilocks (IP)

‘Hey Goldilocks!’ Without thinking he turned around and punched the speaker in the face, sending him sprawling.

Threshold part 3

Even before the marshal reached him his eyes flicked open and he contained the reflex to act; remembering the collar round his neck.
Cherry

Vampyre's Kiss

Karen actually felt good basking in the late summer sun. Around the bench on which she sat, the stately grounds of the private hospice were dotted with other patients and their attendant nurses.

Threshold part 4

Luytens stared at it his face an emotionless mask but Kyr knew him well enough to know that beneath he was far from calm.
Cherry

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.

The circle of vengeance

I didn’t want this; I didn’t want any of it.