FLASH FICTION
This page is dedicated to my flash fiction that has featured in various online journals and in print.
IN THE GARDEN - WINNER OF THE FLASH VISION 2021 CONTEST
June 28, 2021
From within the darkness, light gradually returns, and I find that I’m standing in my garden. Confused, I look down and see that I’m wearing my dressing gown over pyjamas as well as my slippers in the garden of my home. I’d recognise the hollyhocks anywhere...
To continue reading please visit The Molotov Cocktail
THERE'S A DEAD BEAR IN THE POOL
Febuary 16, 2021
It’s just floating there, gently bobbing around in the centre of the water. Facedown like the way a human would. The water is strangely lapping in waves against the pool's edge because of the weight of the bear...
To continue reading please visit Black Telephone Magazine Issue 1 by Clash Books
BLACKOUT
November 5, 2020
The first few hours are the hardest. The urge to turn the TV on or open up your phone is strong, powerful even. It's like a drug, that pull, that need, to go online, to watch something, to buy stuff, but it never lasts long. Within a matter of hours, you begin to wonder why you found it so stressful to begin with, why it was hard...
To continue reading please visit Popshot Quarterly, The Protest Issue
EFFECTS
November 3, 2020
The effects never lasted that long, but I took it anyway...
To continue reading please visit Neon Books Battery Pack IV
INERTIA
July 20, 2020
Inertia is defined as the tendency to do nothing or to remain unchanged.
That sounds about right.
To go even further, it’s the resistance of a psychical object to change its velocity.
Now, that might be closer to the truth.
In my case...
To continue reading please visit Maudlin House
A LITTLE HERBAL REMEDY
June 1, 2020
Jeff stares at me blankly. I look from him to the herbal tea bag in my hand and then back. I try again. “A little herbal remedy, ayeeeeee.”
Nothing. Surely, he knows what I’m talking about?...
To continue reading please visit Back Patio Press
DRUG FURNITURE
April 21, 2020
The pills had really started to kick in now. He’s taken either two or three. He isn’t sure anymore. Five minutes ago, he knew exactly what he’d taken. Now, he isn’t sure of anything. He feels his jaw tighten as the little white tablets begin to do their work, making his heart beat in time with the loud music...
To continue reading please visit Vagabonds: Anthology of the Mad Ones, Volume 8, page 39.
THE CAR AT THE END OF THE WORLD
February 12, 2020
The worst thing about the world ending is that I can’t move that car off the front lawn...
To continue reading please visit Maudlin House
THE MONSTER IN THE ROOM
January 12, 2020
“So, are we going to discuss the monster in the room or not?” I glance at her. A frown creases my forehead. She sits with her legs crossed, the top leg bobbing up and down. “Don’t you mean the elephant in the room?” I say. A look of exasperation passes through her features. “No, I mean the monster in the room. You know, the one sat over there.” She jerks a lazy thumb to the corner...
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THE FLIGHT OF THE SWALLOW
November 24, 2019
The evening has worn on to dusk. It is fast becoming a hot summer’s night. I sigh and think about how difficult it will be to sleep in my flat. England isn’t built for this kind of weather. It’s made for cold winters not blistering heat. The buildings are designed to hold in the warmth not let it out...
To continue reading please visit Litro Online Magazine
BUT WHY ALEX?
October 29, 2019
I order my usual. A tall latte with milk. Real boring, but I never really got into all these options. I give the guy with the vacant eyes my order. He asks for my name. I tell him it’s Elliot. He smiles and writes something on the cup. I know he’s got it wrong because they always do...
To continue reading please visit Maudlin House
SHARING
October 1, 2019
“He slumps heavily on to the dirty, damp floor. He is tired. More tired than he can ever remember. How did he get where he is right now? He cannot remember. He is completely naked. He is cold. He is tired…”
To continue reading please visit Riggwelter Press #26. Page 28-30.
BONES
September 27, 2019
I squeeze my mama’s hand as tightly as I can. I worry I have hurt her, but she doesn’t seem to mind, she even gives me a light squeeze back. That gesture, that tightening of the hand, such a simple thing, simple but it reassures me...
To continue reading please visit Akashic Book's #FriSciFi
A FIVER IN 2008
September 15, 2019
I sometimes think that I caused the 2008 financial crash because I drew out a fiver from an ATM and my bank didn’t charge me...
To continue reading please visit The Ghost City Review
EVERYWHERE
September 3, 2019
Come with me, he said.
“Where do you want me to go?” I asked him.
Everywhere, he said...
To continue reading please visit Maudlin House
END AND BEGINNING
July 11, 2019
“Always begin at the end of the beginning. Never at the beginning of the end...”
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