Category Archives: Stories

Background Noise (short story)

It is only be embracing who and what we truly are that we can gain mastery of ourselves. What good does it do to lie to yourself and tell you that you are moral, that you ‘wouldn’t hurt a fly’, that you place others before your self? You only look into the mirror and see [...]

Three Walks (short story)

Preamble  Ivan was in one of his moods. He had had an average day in all senses of the word: he had woken up with a little under seven hours sleep (when he needed at least eight) and the bags under his eyes gave him a rough edge. He had not felt motivated since he [...]

Magnum Opus (short story)

I I have always expected the best from myself. Whether in the effort needed in individual tasks or the results of a conquest, its success is measured not only in the objective outcome but (more importantly) how much of myself I dedicated to the task – how much of my identity was dissolved in that [...]

Talking Iris (monologue)

I wrote this in 20 minutes during an English Language lesson in 2009. * * * A modern train runs through Sussex on a bright, crisp morning — clouds overhead threaten to rain down but have so far kept silent. In the train on an otherwise empty four-seater table sits a teenager boy, musing, in [...]

The Loss in Lucca (travel writing)

It was hard not to be drawn into the plump, oily Italian’s moustache. A Carabinieri. I wondered what he had eaten for lunch; there was a scent of freshly baked bread, topped with authentic herbs – crumbs rested in his facial hair. All I knew was, we had entered Lucca with our car, and there [...]

Nothing In-between (short story)

They have it wrong. Those people who define a person by just one characteristic don’t know anything at all. ‘He’s evil’; ‘she’s nice’; ‘he’s a bore’ – wrong. All wrong. Fluctuation, variation, contradiction – that is what defines a man. I can think of nothing more human than to follow the greatest mistake of your [...]

The Unforgiven (short story)

What do you think, when you hear the words “I’ll never forgive myself”? It seems that each one of us will eventually say this at some point in life – perhaps more than this. It strikes me that those with great power, who are also regarded as evil, often drum it into themselves that they [...]

On Anger (treatise)

“From my sides, up flew my hand — clenched into a fist — into the jaw cavity; when the force meets his face, it splits his mandibles parallel and away from one another: his mouth is a new landscape. This is followed by a sharp elbow to the eye area. Whilst his nerves are screaming [...]

A Sign of Things to Come (short story)

“Tell me. What’s on your mind? You’ve been different today. You were low yesterday; it’s as if you’re a different person.” As she said this, I looked at her as if to say, ‘I’m myself again.’ I exhaled deeply, and spoke for the first time that day – though I’d had many conversations, I had [...]

A Man in a Room

I just found a whole bunch of writing I’d completely forgotten about — we’re talking stuff from four years ago, here. Of course, coyness is not the correct emotion to display here: only honesty. So I’ll post things vaguely interesting from the year 2008 under the appropriate tag. * * * The remains of the [...]