Category: Fiction
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Damien awoke with a start to discover another person in his bedroom. At first he thought he was dreaming as the other person, though considerably…
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With a mug of supposedly ‘artisan’ coffee (at least according to the packaging from which he had extracted the pod) in one hand and his…
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“It’s for charity though,” said Kevin. “I couldn’t care less,” said Toby, “I’m not bloody doing it.” “C’mon mate, don’t be such a curmudgeon.” said…
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There was a narrow window between the earliest time that Stan could legitimately leave work and the point at which navigating the evening traffic became…
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It was Saturday and therefore the day that James usually liked to post a short story on his blog. But this particular Saturday had been…
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Neville rubbed his eyes wearily. It had been a long day of meetings. Meetings about progress, meetings about strategy, meetings about personnel, meetings about finance,…
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Tim looked longingly out of his window. The sky was blue, the sunlight was reflecting brightly off the white wall of the convenience store across…
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Red-faced and drenched in sweat, Ryan pumped out his final set of reps on the bench-press. With a grunt of relief he lowered the barbell…
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The tea was hot, milky and very sweet, just the way Byron liked it. He took a sip as he stared at the screen. The…
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Mike wiped the sweat from his brow, and looked at his crestfallen team-mates who were gathered round him for his half-time talk. It was not…
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John awoke with a start. It was dark and without his glasses on he couldn’t make out the digital read-out on his radio alarm clock.…
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As he navigated the narrow streets of the old town, Martin noted that the weather was a touch colder than he’d anticipated, and he slightly…
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Tony drained the last few dregs of the tea that represented the culmination of that morning’s breakfast. Not the healthiest of breakfasts, he was bound…
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Arnold liked routine. His working day followed a familiar pattern beginning with two medium-sized soft boiled eggs consumed with brown bread soldiers, each one cut…
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The old china teapot was not the most glamourous of vessels, the design had long since faded and the spout was chipped in such a…
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Brian had been on ‘shredding’ duties for over a week. It had just been him, the machine in a tiny room on the seventh floor,…
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Jeff emptied the contents of his right trouser pocket onto the cheap, faux-pine, laminate and chipboard, coffee table. Spread out before him were a battered…
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Janice cut the chicken into strips and tossed them into the frying pan, along with the onions and peppers she had prepared earlier. Adding a…
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Crispin looked at the board despairingly. There was nothing he could do. He had played into Franklin’s hands, and it was now just a matter…
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The resentful growl of the slow moving traffic indicated that the city had grudgingly woken up to Monday with the same collective reluctance shared by…
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For day 13 of Writing 101 the idea was to tell a story through a series of vignettes. I’m not sure if I’ve managed this…
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Day 12 of Writing 101 was to attempt to write a post of a specific length. One suggestion was a 50-word story and I’ve never…
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I’ve fallen behind on Writing 101, but fortunately they give you the weekend off so I can catch up by posting Thursday’s assignment today and…
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I feel a mild disclaimer is required for this particular piece of fiction. I hope it’s clear that I’m parodying a particular genre and everything…
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“We’re definitely lost,” Sally groaned as the path yielded yet more seemingly identical trees, “Let’s just go back.” “We’re not lost,” argued Matt irritably, “if…
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The vulgar chime of the shop door announced her arrival. Darren didn’t know her name. He knew that she worked in a nearby office. He…
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Rufus could barely keep his eyes open, but unhealthy levels of caffeine and sugar were just about preventing him from falling asleep at his desk.…
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Chantelle knew she had what it took to be a pop star. It was, as she explained to the young producer, indeed as she’d explained…
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Pete looked incredulously at the winged serpenty-lions gushing water into the fountain. According to his online guide, they were supposed to be dragons. But the…
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“You’ve got to live life to the full,” Pete declared, through mouthfuls of chicken and leek pie, “you could get hit by a bus tomorrow…
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