Category Archives: Prose

The Cliché-Killer (philosophical/literary theory)

Clichés come into existence through certain ideas or concepts being so prevalent, so omnipresent, so important, that they leave the realm of idea and become fact: too obvious to state. We are all acquainted with them. Instantly, we grasp meanings in seconds through phrases which may or may make sense semantically. Unfortunately, clichés are trite. [...]

The Prognosis of a Passionate Man (Part VII) (poem)

I’ve been accused of arrogance               But that simply proves a lack of distance. Pride in what one can do is confidence:               Misplaced pride in what one can’t do is arrogance. And unhatched success is that dream currency – By definition, I [...]

Faith and Unfaith (philosophical/autobiographical/story)

A test of faith Ever since it was revealed to me by my faith as a children that there was an option – or rather, that it was possible – not to believe in God I have found it the most profound question that there is, followed closely by ‘is there a meaning of life?’. [...]

The Memory Maker (short story)

The rainfall was too heavy. Had he been in any other mood, it could have been the sort of weather that soaked a person through with frustration, along with the complete and utter saturation of the clothes which were at least twice as heavy now. But he was in that unique mood that all of [...]

The Death of Simon Perch (short story)

Saturday 20th November “I am to die tomorrow. I will throw myself from a cliff top and will exist no longer. I will feel no pain and I will not have to walk through crowds of people unnoticed. I will truly become how I have been treated: as nothing. I will have no remorse and [...]

Impossible Is Nothing (philosophical/story)

What is the limit of dreaming? At what point does a dream cease to motivate and morph into the walls of a transcendental prison cell? Does it fluctuate day to day? What things are we allowed to dream of – what’s ridiculous? How important is the word ‘impossible’? Should we ever accept it? Does it [...]

Embracing the Absurd (Part 2)

I suppose you could call me controversial. That would be just another label to add to all the others, but it would be more objective than most. It would take into account both sides of the ‘argument’. But to call people’s opinions on me an argument would be to wrongly imply that there was some [...]

The Widower (short story)

‘Eight decades is enough for me.’ The elderly man paused and tried to readjust himself in his armchair. In reality, he didn’t move an inch, being too weak to do so. Comfort was something he had long since forgotten about. It was now nothing but a habit that had long since become irrelevant. He sighed, [...]

The Celebration (short story)

The Celebration (Or: Silent K) Exams were over. It was by all accounts time to celebrate. They were that step closer to ‘the future’, but for now it had a positive spin on it. It was time to head to university, time to step from young adulthood into true adulthood, to take responsibility for their [...]

Anticipation (short story)

That swelling of emotion. That swirling, thick current of variety that surrounds a person right before the big moment. Paradoxes disperse throughout the air and glitter as they hang there: for a species so proud of its reason, it flies out of the window with such force and vivacity it can be hard to remember [...]