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StorySalaks, Margaritas, Juliet chelseyflood139 years 6 months ago
StoryThe River is Everywhere chelseyflood411 years 6 months ago
StoryTen things I couldn’t say to you chelseyflood912 years 1 month ago
StoryControl Alt Delete chelseyflood012 years 1 month ago
StoryChampagne, Maybe chelseyflood112 years 1 month ago
StoryBright like Quartz chelseyflood312 years 1 month ago
StoryBone chelseyflood212 years 1 month ago
StoryBaby chelseyflood712 years 1 month ago
StoryAll This chelseyflood612 years 1 month ago
StoryA Star Rises as Dean Realigns Tina’s Destiny (or Dean, Tina and Stan in Pain Triangle) chelseyflood912 years 1 month ago
StoryA Real Poet chelseyflood412 years 1 month ago
Forum topicGiveaway of Autographed Infinite Sky ARC on Good Reads chelseyflood512 years 1 month ago
Forum topicHello to talented writers based in Cornwall... chelseyflood312 years 1 month ago
Forum topicHow previously unpublished is previously unpublished?! chelseyflood712 years 1 month ago
Forum topicMaud and Joseph chelseyflood012 years 1 month ago
CollectionBroken up prose chelseyflood012 years 1 month ago
CollectionShort prose chelseyflood012 years 1 month ago
CollectionFiction chelseyflood012 years 1 month ago
CollectionShort stories chelseyflood012 years 1 month ago
StoryYou chelseyflood112 years 3 months ago
StoryWhat Chance Have We Got? chelseyflood112 years 3 months ago
StoryThe twins chelseyflood012 years 3 months ago
StoryMother (or Findus Crispy Pancakes) chelseyflood312 years 3 months ago
StoryToo Much Gravity chelseyflood312 years 3 months ago
StoryShe Perfected The Filthy Glare chelseyflood312 years 3 months ago

My stories

Gold cherry

The River is Everywhere

The moment before he disappeared my brother was going to tell me something. He was still all bandaged up, so I’d been reading him The Enchanted Wood...
Cherry

Medusas

I didn’t kiss Odgeir because I fancied him, but because I knew other people fancied him.
Story of the week

Wasps

I just sat there the whole time, listening to the Eastenders theme tune with a straight face like one of those comedians who never laughs at their own jokes.
Cherry

The twins

They are not Roy Chubby Brown, not Jim Davidson, not Victoria Wood: they don’t travel around the country from palledium to hippodrome alone.
Cherry

All This

I’d plucked the biggest carrot either of us had ever seen, was skipping with it in my hand swinging from its leaves like a child swings a favourite doll, by its hair.

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