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
Category: NotFiction
Life Moves Pretty Fast…
Warning, this is a long read, but these first five pars distill it down if you don’t want to read it all. The essay is, I hope, an interesting look at one of my favourite films, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. I think the film is especially helpful when considering story structure and slight-of-hand storytelling.
There Is A Dark Place
I thought it might be nice to share this on a Sunday evening. We all have those times as a writer, hell, as a human being, when it doesn’t feel like it’s worth all the bother. It’s a slippery slope my friends.
HelloI’m Ben. I haven’t got a dog. There you go. A story in five words. Eat it Hemingway. Go to my about page for more on that breaking news.
Anyway, come for the flash fiction, stay for the sense of wonder at meaning derived from weird symbols on a screen. I was a sports journalist for 17 years before giving it up in December 2016 to chase the writing dream. What an idiot.
At the very least, I write flash fiction here, while working on a couple of longer projects that will hopefully one day help me feed my two kids. In the meantime, my Facebook page is here and if you want to contact me, try justpunchtheclock@yahoo.co.uk, or I’m @fictionalben on Twitter. Thanks for reading. If you like what I read, please hit ‘like’ – it means the world to know that my words have reached a stranger and not made them vomit.
