Discover my 100 word stories and other bits and pieces added to the blog over the years.
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Carol and I go for a walk
It’s funny how a sound or a smell can conjure up memories. That day it was a potent mix of salty sea air, the gentle cymbal crash of rolling waves and powdery sand between my toes as I walked barefoot.
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Proud mother disorganised lover
Maggie has drawings on the fridge.And a shrine made mostly of Lego bricks. There are photographs of smiling kids. Toothy grins and dress-up wigs. Maggie’s got unanswered textsFrom Paul, or Saul or maybe Greg. When’s the date? Tuesday week?When did she say she’d meet with Pete? A proud mother.A disorganised lover. On top of school…
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Michael feels fine
The sky was on fire. Michael sat on his hands; there was nothing he could do.
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Paulo eats all he can eat [short story]
“I feel like I’m foie gras,” Paul said as he massaged another Spanish sausage down his gullet.
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Mike’s open night
Mike peered out from the side of the stage, sweat forming on his brow. There were more people than he expected, and he was sure he recognised three or four familiar faces.
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