Leeron Heywood Writing

Phillip's Debut Role Postponed

Cal’s the calm twin. Always had been. So when he whispered “Oh SHIT”, I looked up. Despite struggling with an angry goat and balancing on a bucking raft which had felt plenty big enough when we planned this stunt.

Statue Limitations

While Margaret’s parents said she could go to Mark’s birthday party, turns out they didn’t give instructions to the home AI - and now they aren’t answering her desperate calls. What’s a teen to do?

Emergency Contact For The Other Side

The worst part about being a medium was that, once you’d truly pierced the Veil and become a psychic conduit, there was no way to keep office hours. Beatrice hadn’t been blessed with an un-interrupted evening in nearly a decade. But tonight’s contact is urgent…

When The Sky Falls Again

For as long as anyone except Mr Grady could remember, the sirens on the old bunker only went off once a year, when Mr Grady ran the annual test. Silly old man. The sky hadn’t fallen in decades. Many people were loudly sceptical it had ever fallen at all…

Old Enough To Choose

“I wish… well, I always wish she was still with us. But if we HAD to lose her… I wish we’d managed to do this sooner. It… it would’ve meant the world to her, being here with you. Here FOR you, for this.”

Leeron Heywood Writing © 2026