Leeron Heywood Writing

fantasy

A Safe Harbour, Siren Free

Captain Scarlett pushed her cap back to appraise the lass loitering awkwardly by the gangplank. “Can I help ya?”

realistic fiction

Could Have Been A Villain Origin Story

“Remember our first kiss?” “Of course. On the swings, waiting after school play. Your lips tasted like strawberry ice cream.” “No, not that one…”

realistic fiction

When More Than The Music Is A Shared Interest

“Oh wow.” Cedric breathed, his fingers tight against mine, his eyes locked on the stage. “I can’t believe this is actually happening.”

realistic fiction

True Allyship Requires Sacrifices

“This one’s an O-Zomb-G cosplay.” Zack slapped down a stack of photos with the kind of serious, focused air some people saved for job interviews.

urban fantasy

Love Takes Many Forms

“You’d really want to date someone who never wears the same face twice?”

realistic fiction

The Gift Of Divine Planning

It was a typical unremarkable adult birthday… until Leon’s brother called with amazing news.

realistic fiction

The Two Lovely Couples At Number Twenty-Two

Nobody in the neighbourhood thought anything of two young couples renting a house together. Current economy, and all that...

urban fantasy

A Timeless And Influential Character Assassination

“Hellllo hello hello! This is Queer AF FM, I’m your host River White and I’m thrilled to announce that with me today is THE Carmilla Karnstein!”

scifi

The Importance And Cost Of Cultural Autonomy

“A-are we really just going to maintain cloaking and watch this happen?”

realistic fiction

The Infinite PUN-tential Of Nature

Benji tried to brace SUBTLY. “Ok, let’s see this ‘amazing poster’ for the Pride Meet…”

realistic fiction

Glitter Bombs And Unicorns For All

“The Pride March is starting, mister mayor. Have you reviewed their demands?”

scifi

Buried Deep In The Hardware

It started as a routine check of the datacenter. Making sure all the machines were functioning as they should. Everything came back green - but Rowan spotted the quiet discrepancy.

scifi

Til The Lights Sputter Out

Is this it? My reward for holding out just a faceful of cold concrete floor?

fantasy

Heroically Unprepared

What? You… don’t know what the Gilt Caterpillar is for? You ARE here to slay the Skullmuld, yes?

scifi

Skulkers Rise For Sundown

“Well EXCUSE ME for worrying about my buddy in the middle of a MONSTER INFESTED APOCALYPSE!”

urban fantasy

A Gap In The Joists

“Hello, this is ‘Haunting & Hexes Helpline’, what’s your magical malady?” “Is there a way to tell if you’re being haunted? There’s this dream I’ve always had…”

autobiographical fiction

Back To The Archives

Sad though I am to bid farewell to my oldest creation, every story needs to end - and Pois’s adventures are far from over.

fantasy

Steered By The Heart-Compass

Everyone knew the tale - stick a compass needle into someone’s heart, lash them to the wheel, and you’d be steered safely home no matter the weather. Nobody had ever wanted to test it, but…

scifi

Ménage à 11

“She’s clearly gone insane, Your Honour. I formally rescind my accusation of her trying to sabotage my work…”

scifi

Stephanie's Wish

Stephanie had been making the same wish at every opportunity since she was three years old to the lofty age of seven. And now, it might have been answered…

scifi

An Unexpected Stopover Between Mars And Atlantis

Ok, you got all sorts of lousy japes pulled at a major spaceport like this, but this was something else. “Atlantis, huh?”

grief

A Waterlogged Lily

Lily coughed and gasped. It was dark. It was cold. Her lungs and throat burned and her head throbbed and she felt dizzy. What had happened?

autobiographical fiction

Properly Un-Thinking

I roll my eyes at the judgemental alien who’s perched on the shelf above my bed - to the mild annoyance of my cats, that being part of THEIR walkway.

scifi

A Sputtering Light Cast Forward

Never before had an international meet been so packed. But then, never before had they been meeting on such an important matter, one which threatened the fate of the entire world.

autobiographical fiction

A Death Of Imagination

At some point I might get used to having what is effectively an imaginary friend tangibly present, and in fact lolling at the foot of my bed. But not yet.