Wilson & Masters They cruised along the elevated section. City lights spread all around them in constellations and reefs of light in an ocean of night. ‘We think we’re at the centre of things but we’re not,’ Masters said. ‘There … Continue reading →
Mr Crane’s Garden Every night Crane put his shrapnel, the smallest of his small change, in an old glass spaghetti jar. When it was full he took it to the charity shop. Between times it served as a door stop. … Continue reading →
Ellen’s Prognosis The deck rolled in the swell under Tremayne’s feet, the wind fresh on the port quarter Cargo ships ploughed along the coast in steady procession. Their dark hulls low in the water, laden with whatever burdens they carried, … Continue reading →
Mexico ‘Ready, my Lord?’ It was Lord Ustral now. That was less of a laugh than a sick joke. Ustral scowled at the burning keep across the immense breadth of the turbulent river. His keep. Down on the quay ships … Continue reading →
She Likes Shoes She likes them a lot. Clip-clat; the sound, the shape, the different ways you walk. The aroma, the textures of shoes. She likes shoes much more than feet – her own, yours, mine. Much more than Cara’s … Continue reading →
Number nine in the ‘Beyond the Streets’ sequence. The audio version is available here. A Second Chance If she had one regret it was that she had never experienced conversion. Not wanting to know, not needing, just curious to understand … Continue reading →
This week I’m delighted to welcome guest narrator Jack Calverley, host and editor of the excellent Crime City Central audio fiction web site. You can listen to Jack’s narration here, or read the story below. Or you could do both, because … Continue reading →
Mission Creep Frozen with shock Grant stared at the new prisoner – it was Skorzaney. Frightened and confused, Grant returned to his cell. Head in hands, he sat on his bunk and tried to think calmly. Skorzaney would only be … Continue reading →
Having decided to make audio versions of the flash pieces after I’d started the latest sequence I’ve been in catch-up mode. This means there is no new flash fiction from me this week, but I do have an audio narration … Continue reading →
The Desert Ancient, desiccated cacti crumbled to nothing under Amroye’s boot. The sand was freezing, icy air leached heat from her face. The low sun hadn’t moved for hours, a distant pale disk. It was the worst sort of lost. … Continue reading →