- Shorter Fictions -






One Too Many Mornings


The sky starts to lighten because you have been sitting up all night, on the couch, watching from the front window ... click here to read more








White Noise


In the town where you grew up, there were no mice. At least, you never saw them, and you never heard of anybody else seeing one. They were just wee things from cartoons and nursery rhymes, like bears, like wolves ... click here to read more








Thinking these thoughts


That she is here. Lying down. That she is thinking these thoughts. That outside there are cumulus clouds. That every now and then, somebody appears in one of the windows opposite ... click here to read more








A Special Report


Somebody in the high flats launched a big telly out the window during the night. It’d flown through the air and landed right outside the close door ... click here to read more








thi waxwurks


had saved ma wages fur six month so ah could take the weans oan hoaliday. We’ve no been onywhere fae afore thur fayther left, an that wuz when they were jist babies. They cannae mind ... click here to read more








Kiss


For twelve years now I’ve worked in the bank. Took me a while to get a job, but since they gave me it I’ve never looked back ... click here to read more








Fighting


Never use violence, my mother always said. Only people who don’t have the brains to settle things with words use violence. But if anyone ever hits you, you hit them right back ... click here to read more








Bones


Ma girlfriend was fat. Fat an beautiful. A BBW – Big Beautiful Wummin. Everybody always said she’d be stunnin if she jist lost the weight ... click here to read more








Dust to Dust


I threw my big telly out the window during the night. Which sounds mental, but I did check that there was nobody on the road below. The weird thing was, it fell much slower and took much longer than I thought ... click here to read more










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