(Character exercise) I get home after a long walk into the busy city centre and open the door to find the interior smelling of damp musk....

(Course exercise) How small and frail he was when i first watched over him through the window of his home that juttered forth from the...

(Short Story/Weird) Afraid, confused, of this I knew to be true. Mad? No, not mad. Knowing the truth of what lays in the shadows that...

(Micro Story) “Can a cow ride a bicycle?” asked Sophie rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “No, I don’t think so,” replied her mother as she...

(fantasy) How I had gotten to be here, I could not clearly remember. My last recollection before my memories became distant and lost was...

(Revision of SnowDrops/Horror) The log cabins interior swayed and warped gruesomely in vision as the furniture, and disorganised objects...

(Short Stories) Farewell Festivities is a series of short stories that revolve around well known festive characters, as their lives...

(Birds,snow,strangers and a marble statue) “Snow-drops...Snowflakes...Snow-falling all around...” Marcus was delirious, cold and alone...

(Blog) I thought it was about time for an update on what i am current;y working on coming into 2014. I looked at my Farewell Festivities...

(Love/animals) The sun was shining brightly in the meadows of the vale. The tree leaves shone with a brilliant green as they hung...