scifi Remember To Forget “Now, you’ve read the information pack, yes?” I smile. I nod. I don’t scream at him.
realistic fiction Floundering Over A Cafe Breakfast “You look happier.” Jill’s words are careful. Her tone mild. It’s what she doesn’t say that stabs; “Wow, you really hated your mother, didn’t you?”
realistic fiction A Light Lingers In The Fog Keith took the mug back with a smile that didn’t even try to hide the sadness in his eyes…
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?
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.
1st person PoV Pairing Echoes I know desperation when I see it. Any seller of, ahem, metaphysically enhanced items develops that sense quickly…
3rd person PoV Links Across Years And Lives She perched on the end of the bed and inspected her reflection in the old, worn vanity mirror, and tried to remember when people started saying “you look so much like your mother”.
1st person PoV Portrait Perfect Memories I rarely accept business call-outs in the middle of the night, but Aldreda was in my, ahem, social circle, and sounded deeply upset…
3rd person PoV Eggs Borne From Ashes A flash of red sped through the treetops with that quintessential bombastic grace of forest dragons.
1st person PoV Have You Bitten My Brother? 2 The docs say I’m human. Now I just have to survive my parents being mad…
3rd person PoV Guarding Causality The only remarkable thing about the office was how utterly archetypal it looked. It made the letter Tony’s father had left him feel even crazier…
3rd person PoV A Plague, A Cull, The Fires Weep Calvin wished he’d been assigned to one of the big dragon hunts. With those majestic beasts, you could pretend it was a fair fight. With these little forest dragons…
microfiction A Sacred Second Betrothal Icy wind whips against my face, yet the snow doesn’t touch me, flakes drifting coyly close only to flit away, leaving my wedding suit perfectly dry.
microfiction Raw Truth Sears Deep If only Patrick hadn’t quarrelled with his father. Perhaps then he would’ve minded the rules about windows.
microfiction One Last Promise All that remained of that long-forgotten god was at the beginning of the year promises still froze and dropped from your lips like a perfect ice teardrop.
microfiction A Dear Sister's Frosty Advice I was surprised to get a knock at my door, and shocked it was a postie. All the way out here? But it only got stranger…
microfiction Granny's Mystery Recipe Kevin wished he’d gotten to cook with granny, like everyone else. At least her recipes lived on.
