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StorySalaks, Margaritas, Juliet chelseyflood138 years 1 month ago
StoryThe River is Everywhere chelseyflood410 years 1 month ago
StoryTen things I couldn’t say to you chelseyflood910 years 8 months ago
StoryControl Alt Delete chelseyflood010 years 8 months ago
StoryChampagne, Maybe chelseyflood110 years 8 months ago
StoryBright like Quartz chelseyflood310 years 8 months ago
StoryBone chelseyflood210 years 8 months ago
StoryBaby chelseyflood710 years 8 months ago
StoryAll This chelseyflood610 years 8 months ago
StoryA Star Rises as Dean Realigns Tina’s Destiny (or Dean, Tina and Stan in Pain Triangle) chelseyflood910 years 8 months ago
StoryA Real Poet chelseyflood410 years 8 months ago
Forum topicGiveaway of Autographed Infinite Sky ARC on Good Reads chelseyflood510 years 8 months ago
Forum topicHello to talented writers based in Cornwall... chelseyflood310 years 8 months ago
Forum topicHow previously unpublished is previously unpublished?! chelseyflood710 years 8 months ago
Forum topicMaud and Joseph chelseyflood010 years 8 months ago
CollectionBroken up prose chelseyflood010 years 8 months ago
CollectionShort prose chelseyflood010 years 8 months ago
CollectionFiction chelseyflood010 years 8 months ago
CollectionShort stories chelseyflood010 years 8 months ago
StoryYou chelseyflood110 years 10 months ago
StoryWhat Chance Have We Got? chelseyflood110 years 10 months ago
StoryThe twins chelseyflood010 years 10 months ago
StoryMother (or Findus Crispy Pancakes) chelseyflood310 years 10 months ago
StoryToo Much Gravity chelseyflood310 years 10 months ago
StoryShe Perfected The Filthy Glare chelseyflood310 years 10 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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