Category: Writing
-
And Then The Rain Came
There’s a word for it. Petrichor. It’s that pleasant smell of the first smattering of rain after a long, dry spell. Jake had wanted to catch a whiff of that for months now. The grass was brown and almost crumbled under his feet. The plants were wilting. But not as much as he was wilting.…
-
The Brecht Street Conundrum
The Cotswold town of Upper Middleton is facing the biggest crisis in its history. Residents are divided by an issue that threatens to tear the town apart. Literally. But can the Brecht Street conundrum ever be solved? http://traffic.libsyn.com/sundayssupplement/different001.mp3 (Download) Written and performed by me. Music by Tony Hatch and Kevin McLeod I wrote this back…
-
And Then Came The Flies
He batted away yet another fly. Seconds later, it circled and landed on his coffee cup once more. Fred sighed. He watched the creature crawl around the rim for a few moments, then flicked at it. That was the moment Fred died. He just didn’t know it yet. The summer had been long and hot,…
-
Duck
“It’s a duck.” “Hmm, I dunno.” Katie sighed, tired of an argument that had now been going on for far too long. “Dan,” she said, extending her patience so thin it might as well not exist anymore. “It swims like a duck, it quacks like a duck. It’s a duck.” “Just because you say it’s…
-
That Incessant Buzzing
Gerald squeezed the pillow around his head to no avail. He could still hear that infernal buzzing noise. He’d been hearing it for years now, ever since they first moved in. At first, it was just on the edge of consciousness, but once he realised he was hearing it, he couldn’t stop hearing it. Some…
