Sunshine. I could cry when I think about it. In January, when the rain teems down and those mornings are so dark, I want sunshine, no less. Have you got any holidays planned? asks a colleague. To know that you deserve a break, a week or two in the sun. How long to go? MaybeContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘A Week In the Sun’”
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100-Word Fiction: ‘A Safe Bet’
Oh come on, man. No. No more. You’ll just lose it. I won’t. I’ve been tipped off. It’s a sure thing. You’ve said that before. Just £20. The odds will sort us out. You’ve said that before too. And I won. You didn’t. You fucked off and I was out of pocket for months. ButContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘A Safe Bet’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘The Weather God’
In a village of the desert regions, men and women gazed at the heavens and prayed. A wind was up and clouds were rolling in. Lightning flashed. It never rained in high summer. The steel structure had arrived in the village a few months ago: a giant totem. The Westerners called it an “emitter”. ItContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘The Weather God’”
100 Word Fiction: ‘At This Time of Year’
A barn owl crosses the fields, just here, every morning at seven o’ clock, at this time of year. And sometimes a deer jumps out from the hedgerow. Church towers can be seen every mile or so, through the bare trees, on towards the horizon and the cold, cold sea. We are on our wayContinue reading “100 Word Fiction: ‘At This Time of Year’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘Red Hope’
A hot bath can do strange things, no joke. There I was, straight into the steam with a book on the side to read. And then thoughts, good and bad. A solitary drip from the sink tap. Outside everything frozen up; trains and planes cancelled. Life’s long waiting game. There was a beep from myContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Red Hope’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘Horses’
Horses, statuesque and all in line. Black coats, chestnut and white. Lush manes and tails. Snorting horses standing tall. A sight to behold. A historical site. Black riders, yellow vests, black helmets. Fluorescent yellow. A bright flash across a grey street, the muddle of a crowded square, seen from a helicopter, a camera on aContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Horses’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘Goldilocks’
On account of his hair, they called him Goldilocks. He did like porridge too and sometimes had it for breakfast, sat at his desk, checking his emails. He worked quietly, slotting CDs into the disk drive and humming along to songs by Lady Gaga – his favourite! It took his mind off the wretchedness ofContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Goldilocks’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘1981’
That summer, cauliflowers and cabbages landed in our garden, gifts from next door’s vegetable patch. Maybe we played army in the fields. Post-Lennon, pre-Falklands, before the first CDs, just after the Toxteth riots and ahead of Sadat’s assassination. Retro styling meant Shakin’ Stevens and the future was the Commodore 64. There were street parties whileContinue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘1981’”
100 Word Fiction: ‘…because we never learn…’
Every year they are sent out and cheered on… leaves fall to the ground… across the grey pavements strewn… the news bulletins roll and call… civilians giving money to young men and women in combat fatigues… There are dates… 11/11… 9/11… 7/7… 11/11… 11/11… and onwards… to the cenotaphs and the white halls and houses…Continue reading “100 Word Fiction: ‘…because we never learn…’”
100-Word Fiction: ‘Leafspotting’
The warden picked up a leaf. It was perfectly orange but it wasn’t the right one. He looked around, across the park to the woods. The landscape was shades of amber and red. He picked up another leaf. No, perhaps not that one either. He walked down the path and picked up another. Not bad,Continue reading “100-Word Fiction: ‘Leafspotting’”
MW Bewick 