Your preference has been registered—you won’t get any more launch emails. In the meantime, why not enjoy this short flash fiction? Up until Google came along, Pocklebridge didn’t appear on any maps. We took down the signs during the war to confuse the Germans and we never put them back up, so our station remained […]
Creative Writing
#FridayFlash – Tomb Raiders
The man known as Al Shabah slipped between the pillars of the crumbling ruin. He spotted the gaping hole across the site, the entrance littered with discarded tools. The tomb raiders thought they’d located the lost tomb of Mekerepsut. Al Shabah smiled – as long as they occupied themselves with the false tomb, they wouldn’t […]
#FridayFlash – Click Your Heels Together
Mr Shuttleworth ushered Della into his office and pointed at the seat opposite his desk. She perched on the edge of the chair, a leather wing-backed seat at odds with the dilapidated office chair at her desk. Mr Shuttleworth eased his bulk into the vast reclining chair across his own desk, a walnut behemoth covered […]
#FridayFlash – Black Dog
My name is Samuel Phipps and I offer my position as a clerk within a firm of engineers as testament to my sanity. I can offer no other evidence as to the veracity of the events which I am about to relate, other than the testimony I shall lay before you. I was staying with […]
#FridayFlash – Don’t Look Back
A man broke into our house when I was nine. My dad was away on business – at least, that’s what Mom told me. I found out later he was visiting his new girlfriend in Hackensack. Anyway. This man broke in. Turned out he’d been stalking Mom for weeks – the papers later called him […]
#FridayFlash – Cara Vs The Rabids
The lift lurched to a halt between the 28th and 29th floors, pitching Cara to the floor. The impact caused her watch to stop at exactly 11:53pm. She swore, but a stopped watch was the least of her worries. In a normal lift in a normal building, she’d try to contact someone, and wait for […]
