As I Sit And Watch You Sleep 29/01/04

The banging and popping of the central heating pipes confirms that it must be 4am. I’ve been sat in this room for almost three hours now. Another night lost. Admittedly, the last hour has been of my own volition, drawn in and seduced by your calming sleep, your gentle breath, your slight twitch, the slow rise and fall of your chest. Stuck in a spider’s web. more...

Blue 22/01/04

Blue morning, wide water, frozen window, sharp feeling.

I think it was back in ’65 when I walked along this beach last. Memories of another era flood through my mind, uncontrollable and unwelcome. I can’t help but look back and consider the consequences of everything I have done in my life since then; scrutinize every decision knowing that it was influenced by that moment, analyse the smaller details of an otherwise uneventful childhood to find traces of what brought me to that point. more...

De La Mere House 03/12/03

De la Mere House was dead. The soul and lifeblood drained from the house over three hundred years of neglect. The sounds of children playing in the gardens had been replaced by the shrieks of tawny owls searching for a mate. more...

Breakfast With Tiffany 27/11/03

“Good Morning,” said John as he entered the kitchen. He scratched his privates and yawned, running his fingers through his hair; betraying his lineage from Neanderthal man. more...

Ben Gunstone - Part 1 20/11/03

**NOW COMPLETE**!

A single streak of daylight dissected the dim room through the curtains. It slowly made its way around the darkness as if probing for a victim; A long slender finger tracing the contours of the bedroom, feeling its way through the typical clutter of a twelve year olds sanctuary. more...

The Man 13/11/03

The cold bit deep, attacking a few small areas that he thought had already gone numb a long time ago. However, the pain didn’t bother him; in fact he welcomed it, embraced it, and longed for it. Pain was one of the few feelings that he still possessed; made him feel alive. more...

e-Dreams 06/11/03

The cable connected directly to a small circular port at the base of the neck, a quick turn, a sharp pain, and it locked into place.more...

Red 23/10/03

a retelling of a old fairy classic... with a twist.

Once upon a time there was a little girl, an outcast in her own society, a loner, a real menace, a brat of major proportions, and at sixteen, a predator of a young woman to be worried about. more...

The Ravine 16/10/03

He stopped. His hand went to the whistle around his neck, the cold steel provided a feeling of warmth and safety under his clammy hands. There had definitely been a rustle in the bushes in front, being tired, it was conceivable that his eyes were playing tricks on him, but he was sure he had seen a bear. more...

Imagination 12/06/03

If I told you that everything in my imagination happens, you wouldn’t believe me. I suspect that, at best, you would be sceptical about my claims, worst, you’d probably take me for the type of nut that often frequents my over creative head. more...