Category: Writing
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The Do Overer
Mike reached across the table and snatched the cards from Texas Pete’s hand. The other man, fuelled by fury, was on his feet in seconds and upended the table. Mike bolted to the corner of the room, and fanned out his prize, noting the suits and numbers. As Texas Pete descended on him, fists clenched,…
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The Man Who Made A New Brain
I made a new brain. The old one was heckling me too much. Everything I did, everywhere I went, everything I said, it just sat there, in my skull, telling me I was a loser, telling me no-one liked me, telling me I stank, telling me I was being boring. Stupid gelatinous bastard. It’s also…
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Boat Hook
(This is a repost from 2011) I went sailing recently. I haven’t done that since I was a kid. And it was brilliant. We moved a yacht down river ready to be taken out of the water for repairs. At four in the morning. Beneath a massive full moon. It was beautiful. The water was…
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Foresight
Being able to see six minutes into the future had never proved a useful skill. Sure, she could tell if a film was going to be worth leaving, or a TV show worth switching off, but only six minutes before it started, and only if the first six minutes were just that bad. Kate mostly…
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Nauseate Ate Ate
I’m Keith. Or at least, that’s what I tell people. I’ve had a rather busy month, and it’s all about to come to a head. It’s not the best way to end an eventful few weeks, but it has to be done, and do it I will. It started with a dare. “I dare you,”…
