realistic fiction Building A New Shell To Grow Into Mum’s off in full DIY flow again, me just nodding along. But it’s nice. Nice that she’s treating this like just another family project.
realistic fiction The Start Of A Delicious Daily Ritual The first half of my first day at university had gone pretty well. Introductions, inductions, and a tour around campus. Now time for lunch…
realistic fiction An Unplanned Romantic Subplot When Becky declared I was the only one she felt comfortable catching her during the climatic swoon, I was actually hurt…
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.”
scifi Til The Lights Sputter Out Is this it? My reward for holding out just a faceful of cold concrete floor?
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.
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.
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.
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-”
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…
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 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…”
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?
urban fantasy Psychics Shouldn't Take Drugs, Kids Voices, feelings, memories, they tug at my mind from all directions. I’m suspended in the middle, pulled so taut I fear I’ll snap at any moment, jerked back and forth by their scrabbling.
fantasy Good Intentions Left Unhealing Scars I’d set that ward up to warn me of foxes at my compost heap. I wasn’t prepared to find myself face to face with a hooded figure wielding an axe. Then I see their face…
fantasy Mr Grumpy's Secret Soul Every day I wonder if this was intended as some twisted mercy, or if that wretched angel came up with a torture so fiendish it never would’ve occurred to ME, a proud denizen of hell itself.
urban fantasy First Day At Vampire Coven Standing here, in the doorway of this ornate and very Gothic hall filled with impeccably dressed vampires, is giving me unerring flashbacks to my distant first day at secondary school, facing the crowded cafeteria all alone.
horror Out Fishing For Urban Sharks I slither from my burrow and taste the air. Ah, perfect hunting weather. But first, I should put my Guise on. What kind of predators do I want to eat today?
fantasy Being My Shadow's Shadow Some days I think I’ve gotten used to being the shadow. Some days I feel it might be better this way. Other days I desperately long to scream.
realistic fiction A Beginning And An Ending I shouldn’t have read the letter. Should’ve waited for AFTER the family get-together, when it’d be safe to fall apart.
fantasy A Burden Of Memory And Healing “The truth is a burden. You’re lucky you don’t remember.” I told him. And, like an innocent child, he believed me without question.
