Fiction
Flash Fiction: There’s a Bird in the Garden
There’s a bird in the garden. It’s small and brown, a completely ordinary bird, but to you, it’s beautiful. Even the fleshy bits, mixing pink and brown together like the coffee your mum drinks. You wonder what happened to the bird. It looks too young to be dead…
Short Story: Joe’s Morning Commute
Joe was an ordinary man. He still is.
Now, don’t be disheartened. Many ordinary men are the cause of a great story.
This is not one of those stories…
Short Story: The Tick-Tock of your Heart
“What do you mean I’m going to die?”
They were both standing in Steve’s kitchen, which was filled with regular kitchen appliances, regular kitchen food, and a lot of regular kitchen beer cans. Oh, and there was also a time machine…
Short Story: The Time Travel Logs
A rip-roaring yarn from Yarm, where an intrepid Victorian explorer falls into a curious time-slip, finding himself in a future he could never imagine. Where have all the people gone? And why all the masks…?
Short Story: Reach Out
Day 1 of Captain’s Log.
Okay, am I doing this right? I’m not quite sure how this voice recording stuff works. Sorry, it’s weird to talk to myself, though I guess everyone hates hearing their own voice. Got plenty of food, plenty of water. Managed to grab a load before I escaped…
Short Story: Breakfast
Emily looked down at her breakfast, and then up to the Entity sat opposite her.
“It’s porridge, raspberries, blueberries, banana, and a little bit of honey. Do you like any of those things? I could give you some.”
“That is very generous of you, Emily, but I do not…