Leeron Heywood Writing

scifi

Fulfilling Fulfilment

It was a puzzle the likes of which the Hyperglobe Automated Production And Dispatch Centre had never before received; “I want fulfilment”.

urban fantasy

Wearing Your Heart On Your Back

Cathy wasn’t surprised that her brother Carl ignored her calls for weeks. But she was surprised, and immediately concerned, when HE then called HER.

urban fantasy

A Cocoon Of Not Quite Pure Chaos

Norm was being held prisoner, he was certain of it. The one thing this mercurial madhouse refused to produce was an exit.

urban fantasy

Vivvy And Friends Redux

Why was someone trying so hard to recover all the copies of a small indy stop-motion film based on an obscure old children’s cartoon?

scifi

A Flight Curtailed

Last checks before launch. Careful now, if this goes wrong we’re all in for it…

autobiographical fiction

The Latest In A Long Line Of Eclectic Community Service Sentences

I’m TRYING to sleep, when… “Hi, my name is Pois and I’ll be your muse this evening-”

horror

Heard Through Itching Bones

If Maggie had been asked what she was doing at The Dig, she probably would’ve mumbled something about looking for work. But nobody asked. There was no need. They understood.

fantasy

Chasing Fire, Wasting Flowers

Charles strode into the library with the cocky assurance of a master wizard. And sure enough, everyone moved for him - except one.

scifi

Star Siblings' Echoes Wrought In Gold

What could possibly have caused this? For so long we have dreamed of making contact with alien life, of finding this sapient species which cast a message to us, yet now...

horror

A Jesterly Welcome

I always scoffed at stories which start with people stranded in the middle of nowhere without shelter or phone signal. Guess the joke’s on me…

scifi

It's Not The Fact You Aren't Human, I Just Want To Stay Professional

“I, uh, I’m flattered-” Captain Jones stammered, and the ship’s computing core whirring into overdrive told him that “LISA” had successfully extrapolated from there.

urban fantasy

Regression To Norm

Norman Smith had been voted the most boring person at every school he’d attended, which was particularly impressive given none of them had ever put “most boring” on the list of categories to vote for.

urban fantasy

Joint Deprogramming For A Better World

Just imagine - if he’d been carrying any other book, she would have left him as a squirrel…

fantasy

Tender Ears

Familiarity doesn’t always breed contempt, but when society already considers you a target…

autobiographical fiction

My Longest-Lived Creation

I reminisce with a character who’s been with me longer than I’ve truly been me.

fantasy

Flesh Offered To Divine Fire

Caroline must’ve climbed this windy mountain path hundreds of times, and she swore each trip it got a little longer. But today it wasn’t exertion which soaked her back with sweat…

urban fantasy

Hubris, Ice, And Steel

Since time immemorial, humanity had bargained with the forces who controlled the ocean. But Thomas Andrews Jr was done with asking.

fantasy

Friendless In The Corner

I didn't realise the child had disobeyed his mother's instructions to stay by the hearth until I saw him tugging on Dour Pete's knee...

fantasy

Marble Lips But No Marble Voice

My clomping steps echo across the flagstones, causing birds to scatter across the entire plaza. They’re still puzzled by a statue walking around.

urban fantasy

Painstaking Authentication

“I assumed that stuff about ‘bodysnatchers’ was a joke to distract from whatever’s actually researched here. But, seeing all this…”

fantasy

Thicker Than Blood

The drink the tavern keeper was preparing was colourful, layered, and fizzed. Not a normal beverage for a place like this.

urban fantasy

Direct To The End Of The Line

Why don’t I remember getting on this train? I, I don’t think I normally take the train home… and why haven’t we reached a station?

fantasy

Youthful Adventuring Gone Awry

Lance was distantly aware that this probably WASN'T the worst day of his life - or at least, that it could’ve gone much worse than it had. Was that a sign of growing up? He felt that being grown-up would involve less sulking.

urban fantasy

Looking Back For Going Ahead

The memory slowly faded, Cathie’s smile likewise fading as she was pulled back to reality. Though, ‘reality’ was the wrong word for this strange, seemingly undefined space.

urban fantasy

A Dream Of A Memory Of A Door

Howard was sure he’d had a dream. After all, if you remembered something that definitely never happened, having dreamt it was the only logical explanation...