Aw c’mon, said Joe. Ye’ve got to be kidding me, it was years ago. We had a deal. Ye never said anything at the time. Yeah but Joe that’s just it: I never did say anything. You’ve just assumed something. I never promised anything. Joe shook his head: But Ian, ye just, I mean IContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘I.O.U.’”
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100-Word Fiction: ‘The Mark’
It was too easy to suggest that no one knew the full story; that no one understood. But he did feel that was true. It was also too easy to condemn. No one knew his background. Probably no one cared. He earned little money. Where he had come from! Then there was his family, theContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The Mark’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘If I Could Just…’
If I could just… Why were they looking so anxious? What were they trying to protect? Alaric knew. He knew! He tried again: If I could just… I think we need to look elsewhere, said one of the bosses. Yes, yes, said one of the acolytes. We need to show some ingenuity, be more convincing.Continue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘If I Could Just…’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘They Loved Him Once’
He was the sort of guy that, for some reason, even though he had at one time been immensely popular, and even though his sheer enthusiasm to do things differently and better had won him all kinds of support and a deep well of trust, could suddenly, spectacularly, lose his appeal. Certain actions (and perhapsContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘They Loved Him Once’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘The View From Here’
He was looking over the treetops, across the plains. The view from the roof was incredible. It was evening and everywhere was bathed with a brownish hue. He wanted to stay up there for ever. Let it rain; he didn’t care. The kids were asleep in the corner, covered by a blanket of plastic sheeting.Continue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The View From Here’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘The Unexploded Bombs’
The parcel bombs did not explode. They were discovered on p7, right next to Tom Jones. They were defused with only fifteen lines headed ‘Crime’, buried beneath news of Carlos Acosta dancing and a powerboat accident (p6), teenage choristers (p5), loan sharks (p4) and a BBC sitcom (pp1-2). The bombs made no sound. They wereContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The Unexploded Bombs’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘REDACTED’
Certain informations remain disapplied for reasons of international security. Documentation pertaining to concurrent pertinences and actions during qualified renditions of suspects is undergoing systemic release to relevant authorities. Independent assessment of such documentation will ascertain that under no circumstances have parties sought to disclarify evidence that could help with any investigation. Instances of disclarification areContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘REDACTED’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘Toil and Trouble’
For my toils they will all feel trouble. Thrice those patchy pussycats mewed for my help. Those poisonous toads, serpents, yapping lazy dogs. Come drink from this charmed pot and see if you sleep so well. Within these pages is a hell-broth; for I make powerful magic. My trickery prophesied all – the spell wasContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Toil and Trouble’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘Ruined’
There is something especially pleasing about smoking a large Havana cigar while drinking brandy. Feet resting on a leather stool, with the windows open on a late afternoon in summer and the rush-hour traffic grumbling along below. How content one can be. This was the thought that filled my mind as I let the smokeContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Ruined’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘He Walked Away’
As he walked away from the football fields he heard a cheer. One of the kids must have scored. He looked at the time on his phone: it was fine, he’d be in the pub in twenty. Sometimes he wondered whether his own boy liked playing football. How old would he be now? Nine, maybeContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘He Walked Away’”
MW Bewick 