100-Word Fiction: ‘Kepler 1’

Have a drink while we spin around a star. If I am alive! You are, if not unique. Welcome, in any case. Our galaxy contains at least 2 billion planets just like Earth – and you arrive here. Where else? I put myself first. As the suns light my mornings, I like to get toContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Kepler 1’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘The Classics’

“Classics (encompassing editions available in other commercial imprints) is the branch of publishing comprising work in the languages, literature, philosophy, history, art and archaeology of the Western canon, especially as dictated by the marketing wonks of _____ PLC. Works considered for classics status originally included only those in translation, especially works from Ancient Greece andContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The Classics’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘A Slow News Week’

A slow news week. A slow news week. A slow news week. A slow news week. A slow news week. Rent a smaller home. A slow news week. A slow news week. A slow news week. A slow news week. A slow news week. Wear a warmer jumper. A slow news week. A slow newsContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘A Slow News Week’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘Perspectives’

Daddy. Who was not where? Beards at the kitchen table. Dad. Ties styled wide to thin. A holiday in Somerset, golden evenings and tractors. A rainy motorway and shouting. Father travels first-class now. Him and Vic. Vic Benson is important. An important name. To me. I went away. So did dad. Pinstripes blurred. Dad tookContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Perspectives’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘Autumn Passings’

It’s when, these mornings, that someone passes in the road and says hello and I don’t know what to do, and I clam up, or I hang my head slightly and whisper Hi, or Alright?, like the sullen teenager I was. And I wonder why I can’t reply confidently, head up, even now, after theseContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Autumn Passings’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘Andalusyria’

The largest of the pines is full of sparrows. Soon the birds will rush to the roadside wall flushed with the electric bloom of bougainvillea, then to the tables and chairs of the beach club as restaurant diners return to the pool, the loungers and the canopied beds, to sleep off the lunchtime cava, turningContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Andalusyria’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘They Wrote His Obituary’

I am told that Robert had been a radical. He certainly shirked definition, never committed to anything. I’m not sure that makes someone a radical, just an arch-critic, a cynic, a difficult bastard. Others say genius; I’d argue a fantastic populist. They say he was an intellectual; he was simply willing to share his viewsContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘They Wrote His Obituary’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘The Pictures On the Wall’

He spent an hour removing pictures from the bedroom wall. Images of icons, cars, animals, slogans, pin-ups, friends. He saved the blu-tack from the corners of each piece of paper and combined them into a ball. He put the pictures into a black bin liner, then he took the ball of blu-tack and dabbed itContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The Pictures On the Wall’”

100-Word Fiction: ‘A Leviathan’

It was during one of the best summers in living memory that the destruction of our village began. The tremors came first, echoed by rumblings of public fear. Soon visitors arrived, seeking to bear witness to our doom. Arrests were made as families barricaded themselves into their homesteads. But the momentum became unstoppable. Elders prophesiedContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘A Leviathan’”