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CollectionElles Belles ggggareth012 years 11 months ago
CollectionRandom Bursts of Energy ggggareth012 years 11 months ago
CollectionGAW Short Stories ggggareth012 years 11 months ago
StoryWispa Sweet Nothings ggggareth013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Tinted Window ggggareth413 years 2 weeks ago
StorySmoking Kills Your Brain Cells ggggareth113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Cartographer's Revenge ggggareth013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOn a Plate ggggareth013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Devil in the Boiler ggggareth013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryTea ggggareth113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryExtra Ordinary ggggareth213 years 2 weeks ago
StoryEarly Morning ggggareth013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryFound ggggareth013 years 2 weeks ago
Forum topicHow? styx513 years 12 months ago
Storymy father, the carpenter bluejohn214 years 5 months ago
Forum topicHow to Comment jennifer2214 years 5 months ago
StoryThree Dead Twins Denzella1714 years 5 months ago
Forum topicPoetry collection tom_saunders614 years 5 months ago
Forum topicGoodnight, my write Kahdai516 years 2 months ago
Forum topicInappropriate Happiness, a novel. tom_saunders416 years 5 months ago
Forum topicOutrageous plug tom_saunders816 years 9 months ago
Forum topicWhat you should and shouldn't publish 2Lou1217 years 3 months ago
Forum topicWe've been here before... Redrecon817 years 3 months ago
Forum topicCalling All Editors tcook1617 years 5 months ago
Forum topicRoof Whirl Away a new collection tom_saunders217 years 9 months ago

My stories

Tea

I sit back, and resting on my knee is my lovely cup of tea...

Wispa Sweet Nothings

I think that it all started the day I read that book: "All men are from Mars", and so I thought I'd take a look.

Dear Sir Alex

Dear Sir Alex Ferguson, I'm writing to apply To work as your assistant; below, the reasons why:
Cherry

Boots

Boots was far from happy with the situation. He was breaking one of his own golden rules: if it didn't feel right, walk away. He stood under a 'Buses Only' sign, his hands in his Parka pockets, the hood shielding his face from the drizzle. He was wet and cold. He had been standing in exactly the same spot for about half an hour and still couldn't get the timings right. Green for about a minute and red for ' how long? Sometimes four minutes, sometimes four and a half. Such inconsistency was irksome ' and thirty seconds could be the difference between success and failure.

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