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StoryTrue Confessions - A Craven Danger Mystery hudsonmoon77 years 5 months ago
StoryComing Up, 13th October 1940 pjmerrigan810 years 9 months ago
StoryAll I Want to do is Scream pjmerrigan910 years 9 months ago
Story'Mummy, why does everybody hate me?' KerryJDonovan1411 years 6 months ago
StoryTime for sale hoalarg1311 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Sacred Flame Of Love well-wisher611 years 6 months ago
StoryPatrick: Chapter 1 pjmerrigan611 years 6 months ago
StoryMumbles From the Madhouse: Chapter One Sooz0061511 years 6 months ago
StoryThe window spidercrab405511 years 6 months ago
StoryDon't look down Parson Thru511 years 6 months ago
StoryChameau’s Fate KerryJDonovan1311 years 7 months ago
Forum topicYork Evening A Thank You Denzella1611 years 7 months ago
Forum topicYorkshire ABCTales Nite alex_tomlin2711 years 7 months ago
Forum topicOh dear..... The Walrus1511 years 8 months ago
Forum topicJust Songs That Have Been Going Around In My Head well-wisher711 years 8 months ago
Forum topicMy dear daughter The Walrus1111 years 8 months ago
StoryLizard's Leap: Chapter One: In the Beginning Sooz0062011 years 8 months ago
StoryWinter's Haiku Shannan911 years 8 months ago
StoryEnough already Shannan411 years 8 months ago
Storythe layoff delapruch111 years 8 months ago
Forum topichow many of you want to/have got a degree in creative writing/creative nonfiction pom992211 years 8 months ago
StoryRape pom991011 years 8 months ago
StoryThrough the window Sooz0061511 years 8 months ago
Forum topicMy great money saving tip - please add more Noticeboard1011 years 8 months ago
StoryLittle Dancer, Aged Nineteen pjmerrigan1711 years 8 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Patrick: Chapter 1

This is where I am right now: standing on the fat and slippery railings of Leeds Bridge, gripping loosely-tightly to the short lamppost above the town crest, staring down into the black, swirling...
Cherry

Coming Up, 13th October 1940

The littluns were crying. They were always crying, even when nothing had happened yet.
Cherry

Demonophobia (updated)

She turned the light off to slip into her blue-flannel nightdress and switched it on again when she was done. Privacy was paramount.
Cherry

Like the Frickin' Dinosaurs

Candlelight pushed shadows across the damp walls as a gentle breeze swept through the broken window and across the room.
Cherry

All I Want to do is Scream

I nearly pushed you under the train this morning. The 8:06 to London Paddington. I saw the way you snarled at me when I said it was freezing, that glint in your eyes that I see so often lately.

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