Story based on a song lyric...

Another evening drew in and the low November sun had been unable to warm the coastal breeze before it wrapped itself around the man walking up Duke Street. He pulled his threadbare jacked tight around himself and looked up to witness the new birth of Venus in the cloudless sky; the only bright point in the heavens able to penetrate the slight darkening of the oncoming night. more...

2005

An exercise about remembering being 10

anuary 16th 1981, the day that I turned 10. I don’t remember it. I know it happened because I’m 34 now, and 10 is en route. But I can’t recall anything special about it. In fact 1981 seems a bit of a blur for me. more...

Jack Sacker 16/11/2004

A Story based on first line, Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?

All he’d heard for the last 5 minutes was the rhythmic beat of his heart; slightly elevated as he contemplated the severity of his situation. The pounding of the drum in his ear, the pulsating of he veins in his neck slowly keeping time like a synchronized watch. more...

Personal Jesus 02/11/2004

A rework of the story blue

The morning was cold, sharp, biting. The sun ripped through the azure blue sky belying the depth of the winter ravaging the rest of the country. Even being this close to the vast ocean hadn’t brought the temperature up enough to fend off the attack of the artic. Snow drifts covered the sand dunes furthermost from the sea. A slight wisp of cloud accented the sky. more...

We Will Meet Again 09/07/04

You got me going today at college,” Sandy said.“I was so angry. How could you do that to me?” She looked at Scott, her blue eyes pleading to understand. Scott avoided her gaze and continued looking for stones on the bank of the pond; a task made slightly easier this late in the evening by the light of the half moon carpeting the way before him more...

The Longest Day 21/06/04

My visit to Stonehenge for the summer solstice

There are few times in your day to day life when you give any consideration for the people who have walked the path before you, stood where you stand, or have sat where you sit. The last time I gave this any real consideration was back in 1999 when I visited Pompeii. more...

Bathing Beauty 16/06/04

Melissa liked things that she didn’t understand; that was how she found herself in the gallery of modern art that day stood in solitude and silence, staring at canvases that held no appreciative feeling for her but nonetheless filled her with an unparalleled level of excitement. more...

Black Velcro Shoe 07/05/04

This is a true story...

Saturday 22nd July 2000. There are two things that I remember vividly about that day: The first, one of the happiest memories of my life, the birth of my daughter and first child Rebekah. more...

The Lady 04/03/04

The woman’s face was etched deep into his psyche. Every time he closed his eyes, she was there. Every time his mind wandered into the state of idle, she haunted him. It had been two weeks since he’d see her for the first time; He was walking through the woods searching for inspiration when he noticed a woman stood by a tall oak some twenty yards in front of him. more...

Black Dress 05/02/04

He crushed the flower with trembling hands; the red petals fell to the floor like blood from new wounds. For a moment he just stared down incomprehensively at the remnants that represented his relationship, his life. A draft blew as the door opened and she prepared to leave, the petals momentarily danced on the zephyr before also being ushered out of his life. more...

Who knows where the time goes? 02/12/2004