“Oh, look! A penny!” The lady bends down and picks the coin up from the damp car park floor. “Find a penny, pick it up, all day long you’ll have good luck!” she says to herself before opening her handbag and tossing the coin inside, clicking the bag shut, and continuing her day, feeling slightlyContinue reading “Money Talks”
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“When I Was Big” – A Breakdown
It’s been a while since my last post, and the truth is that I’ve struggled with finding motivation to write since July. Personal life can be such a nuisance sometimes, getting in the way of things you enjoy! Unfortunately, you can’t always turn your back on it, and you must work through it before you’reContinue reading ““When I Was Big” – A Breakdown”
The Cave at the Top of the Hill
Mason spreads the map out across the surface of the picnic table, using his binoculars and notebook to hold down the corners. “Alright, team, we’ve made it!” The four other members of the newly established Westpeak High School Newspaper Team surround the table, each wrapped up in thick coats, hats, and scarves to protect themContinue reading “The Cave at the Top of the Hill”
“War Games” – A Breakdown
This was a fun one. After feeling the proofed-and-published buzz, albeit on a rather depressing story, I was determined to remain firmly on board my little hype train and get to work on another short story, asap. Unlike a lot of the other short stories I have planned, War Games isn’t an idea that hasContinue reading ““War Games” – A Breakdown”
When I was Big
“WAKE UP!” Lucy is sitting in the living room of her semi-detached house, browsing the channels as she usually does at this time of the evening. She’s just finished making one of the few meals she can: Beans on toast. “I SAID WAKE UP!” She’s just come back from another busy day at the office.Continue reading “When I was Big”
War Games
The soldiers huddle around the desk, their shoulders brushing against one another as all eyes scan the plans scattered in front of them, a single lamp as their only source of light. “Tell me gently, Sergeant, what’s the damage?” asks the Chief, slumping back onto a chair, rubbing her eyes in deep frustration. The SargentContinue reading “War Games”
The Light
Tim was supposed to be in bed by eight. It’s half past now. In his defence, he can’t tell time yet. And even if he could, he wouldn’t have checked. He is far too fixated on something outside. When the view from your bedroom window is just big green fields, there isn’t anything too excitingContinue reading “The Light”
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