“Take me to him,” Tobias tried his best to imitate Dr Carmichael from the Ministry. He drew himself up to his full height, clasped his hands behind his back and stared at the nurse with the distinct air of knowing better than anyone else nearby. It seemed to do the trick. The nurse nodded and … Continue reading Paradox Syndrome (A Tempus Rock short)
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Definition of Madness (a Tempus Rock prompt short story)
He tried the cafe opposite this time. He'd dismissed it before because it was so busy and he needed to get a table outside. The sun was out again and with it came the people: tourists, people on lunch breaks and her. Today, he'd gone back ten minutes earlier and managed to sneak onto a … Continue reading Definition of Madness (a Tempus Rock prompt short story)
Situ Prompt #1
Ok here goes, number 1 of Situ Prompt! If you have no idea what this is, have a read of the 'explained' post first to find out what you need to do. In a nutshell, put your character in the situation detailed below and see what happens! Post your work or a link to your … Continue reading Situ Prompt #1
The Monster in the Cabin
The walkway had remanants of ice creeping round the edges, climbing out of the water and trying to reach me. Each step took a huge amount of effort to stay upright. It took even more effort to keep going forward. The water itself was calm. It was as pristine as a mirror, completely without blemish. … Continue reading The Monster in the Cabin
Inspiration – where do you find it?
I've been trying to enter a lot of competitions and submit to anthologies lately. My writing group have been sharing the different outlets we've found and it's led to the conversation - does a theme make it harder or easier? I've submitted stories that fit themes and some that only fit a genre. And honestly, … Continue reading Inspiration – where do you find it?
Losing friends – a short story
The radiator always reminded her of him. The distinct little scratches in the pipe work and the gouges in the skirting board behind. She gave a weary sigh and sat at the table, cupping her hands around her hot coffee mug. It had been four months now and she was starting to feel lonely again. … Continue reading Losing friends – a short story
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