Mum died on December 21, 2018. Six months later, to the day, my wife boarded a plane bound for Abu Dhabi
Come for the flash fiction and short stories. Stay for the sense of wonder at deriving meaning from weird symbols on a screen
Author: Ben
I write flash fiction every day, while working on longer stuff that one day might help feed the kids. That's the plan anyway.
June Bug
Although they stood only five yards away from George, the pair of them were quite oblivious to his presence. As they spoke about their plans for the weekend – she was visiting her mother in Surrey, he and his son were going watch the football – a large bug got caught in the woman’s hair.
First Steps
*taps mic* Hello? Is this thing still on? I know I’ve deserted this place recently, that this time last year I was publishing a story a day, and I’m sorry about that, but I just wanted to let you know I’ve had my first short story published, a mere 16 months after quitting my job to chase this writing dream.
The Last of Logan – A Novella
I get pulled out of class, and as the howls of derision fade, each knock of Mr Beach’s walking stick on the floor of the deserted corridor escalates The Fear inside, so that by the time I see them sitting there in his office, smiling desperate smiles, I almost don’t notice the fact they are holding hands and so something awful has happened.
Switching It Up
Hello, everyone! Back to school, back to work. August saw almost no writing get done because I made the decision early in the school holidays that I didn’t want to get frustrated so made zero […]
The Last of Logan (update)
I am, I hope, no more than a couple of weeks away from finishing The Last of Logan. It is all written, save for some minor editing, so I just need to ‘build’ the cards.
The Domestique
You use 40 percent less energy in the peloton. A life spent in the service of others, dragging them up mountains, ferrying them down the other side.
