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I have 70 stories published in
7 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 75940 times
and 16 of my stories have been cherry picked.
R. Eric Swanepoel
My collections
My stories
Ullapool to Edinburgh (a collection of short pieces)
I would like to think that these diverse and very short pieces will make you laugh, yet also strike home. There's more under the surface than might at first appear: iceberg writing?
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- 1181 reads
Part 2. A Mystery: ToeKnee Hears Some Bangs
One Sunday morning ToeKnee asked his mother if he could go for a walk, smiling that special big smile of his. "Of course, my angel, she said, patting him on the head and giving him some coins to buy sweets with plenty of nice E-numbers in them, "but don't be late for lunch! She stood at the door waving until he turned the corner at the bottom of the street ” how proud she was of her nice little lad. ToeKnee walked happily around the teeny-weeny little village of Great Brattin, smiling his big smile at everyone bigger than him, and stopping now and then to lick some boots, or to admire the pretty pieces of broken glass and deep-fried potato the talented Brattish people had cleverly arranged on the pavements.
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- 1085 reads
Part 1: ToeKnee and The Teeny-Weeny Little Village of Great Brattin
A Modern Fairytale: ToeKnee's Very Big Adventure PART 1: ToeKnee and The Teeny-Weeny Little Village of Great Brattin ToeKnee Once upon a time there was a little boy with big ears and an even bigger smile. His nickname was "ToeKnee, and he lived with his mother in the teeny-weeny little village of Great Brattin in the tiny-winy little land of Planna Turth. Everyone in Great Brattin liked ToeKnee because of his nice big smile and because he was a very good little boy. At home he always did what his mother told him, and at school he always obeyed the teachers. Yes, ToeKnee always toed the line. What a nice little boy he was! Even the big strong boys at school liked him because he would fall to his knees when they walked by, and lick their boots. (In fact, this was why everyone knew him as "ToeKnee: he always toed the line and he was always falling to his knees in front of bigger and stronger people.)
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- 1099 reads
Storming Stuff!: Steve Hughes at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe
... a convincing but shocking picture of what "our corporate-slave governments are doing in the name of freedom and the "war on terror, somehow managing to make it funny ” an amazing feat.
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- 1221 reads
The Bird Flu Diaries, a brilliant play not to be sneezed at!
A play not to be sneezed at, although you'll be choking with laughter¦ Sarah Solemani and Olivia Poulet have done it with this one, by far the most entertaining and relevant contemporary theatre I have seen, at the Fringe or elsewhere.
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- 2063 reads