On the quay in a cagoule, with a north wind blowing in rain and echoing through the halyards of the Essex smacks. A cormorant headed up the estuary; the Roman River was full and the silent black-headed gulls bobbed on the choppy water. There was no one there, no one at the pub or inContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘August’s End’”
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100-Word Fiction: ‘A Cold Spring: Part 4’
Oh this spring has been ruinous. These reflections, thoughts! And then heating up yesterday’s leftovers of stew, listening to some millionaire on the radio, distracted by the garden’s bare earth and stunted buds. I got a text from friends on holiday earlier: the sun had come out and they had gone swimming. Here there areContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘A Cold Spring: Part 4’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘How Long I Walked’
Today, as they talked, I again took notes. The records will show I wrote: ‘[I] believe that if the P___ leadership adheres to continuous negotiations, despite the obstacles that are coming up on every side, and if it is serious and determined in its intention to advance towards peace, just as we are serious, thenContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘How Long I Walked’”
MW Bewick 