I am honoured to be part of the promotion for Jennifer Gilmour’s book Isolation Junction. Jennifer explains below why she is giving her book away for free from 8th to 12th of January, she also answers some questions that are frequently asked of her. All links to the book and Jennifer’s website are below, including […]Read More Isolation Junction Free for Five Days!
Here are my published Flash Fiction pieces: Sometimes I Smoke – The Cabinet of Heed – January 2018 “Sometimes I smoke. I grab my secret stash, head into the yard when the kids are sleeping and light up. I don’t do it for the nicotine. I do it to remember. Read the rest hereRead More Flash Fiction
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Angel Clodagh lay on the soft grass looking up at the decorative webbing that formed a roof between the trees. It was such a good idea of Noal’s to have a New Year’s Eve party here. Her idea for fancy dress was even better. It had been epic. She turned […]Read More Angel
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Cathedral of Junk ‘Why do we have to go here?’ ‘It’s on my list.’ ‘Yeh, but why is it on your list? Rubbish as art? It’s weird.’ ‘Forgotten things can become special in the right hands.’ ‘You don’t need a tower of junk to tell you you’re special. Is that […]Read More Cathedral of Junk – Friday Fictioneers
Rating: 4/5 Blurb: Maddy is allergic to the world; stepping outside the sterile sanctuary of her home could kill her. But then Olly moves in next door. And just like that, Maddy realizes there’s more to life than just being alive. You only get one chance at first love. And Maddy is ready to risk […]Read More Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon (Book Review)
Get ya woolly ‘ats ‘Get ya woolly ‘ats! Two fer a fiver! Ye alrigh there luv? These ‘ats’ll look bloomin lovely on that gorgeous ‘ed o yours.’ ‘I only need one.’ ‘Only need one ya say? But am sellin two fer a fiver. Why ‘av one when ya can ‘av two? See ‘ere, pink […]Read More Get ya woolly ‘ats – Friday Fictioneers
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook Flicker ‘What the hell are they?’ My husband bustled through the front door, snow swirling with him. He’s carrying two orb-shaped lights on iron rods in his hands. ‘They’re Christmas decorations. I thought they’d look good in living room, on the wall. You know… to create an ambience.’ ‘An […]Read More Flicker – Friday Fictioneers