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Our Original Fiction Archive This section from 1999-2008 -
Dreamscapes 5: 2010 - 2011 Dreamscapes 6 for 2007
Go to Dreamscapes 3 for present day
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Getting Out Of Bed
Vanessa Telaro

Deep down Andie wanted to see how her life would end. In her reverie, Andie was about seventeen years old.
A Matter of Great Importance
Des Daly

A pale wintering sun was rising over a sharp ridge-backed mountain range that trailed off far into the hazy distance as Tang Shi rattled and bumped his bicycle along a narrow potholed road running through neat rowed rice fields
Requiem for a hat
Ryan Sirmons
The greatest mark of individuality in my father’s family was their baseball caps. Everyone had one: my aunt, my father, my grandfather, my uncles. Whenever the family was together, they always wore them, indoors, outdoors, and everywhere except church.

Cyber Cynic
Tom Nation

A full moon adorned the night sky above the city, ducking and diving silently behind grey clouds of pollution. Her gaze penetrated the steel and concrete lattice of streets below and illuminated the body of a male who identified himself only as "Archos"

A Brother's Regrets
Patrick Wilson

"Right here!" David said.
 It was a few minutes after midnight when they pulled into the gas station parking lot.  The station was closed for the night, but David's thoughts were still open.

How Lucky Was That?

Ian Smith

A man tapped an unlit cigarette alongside me, and rattled his empty glass on the bar. I stretched forward. I was sick of having to compete for a beer.

Dunkin Dreams
J Brooke

Dead Drunk in Dublin, set 'em up Joe, a drink, the pause that refreshes, you know, something, anything to keep my hands from shaking...

Sips
Piper Davenport

I didn't know at the time that I met her, that she would change my life forever. When I first met her, all I could think to myself, was Huh? Where did this person come from?

Mill of Passing Warmth
Lakunle Jaiyesimi
As if the body grows to length overnight, I roused myself from sleep one auspicious morn and discovered a startling old image of self before the mirror. Have I slept all my life?

Heart Break Pass
Joeseph Brooke

Heart break pass, broken dreams and nightmare screams, visions of some corporate monkey drilling deep into your soul with carbide eyeballs

Mother
Amber C Wisniewski
There are those of us who often repress the haunting memories of our childhood because our mother has violently crushed something as sacred as youth into a thousand abandoned teardrops.
Goodbye Ouma

Colin Harris
Dear Ouma - Seven days ago I was at your cremation, and I lost two things.
New Year's Eve
D. A. Warren
It was less than an hour away from the New Year and Morna sat alone in the darkness
The Pledge
Matt Alison
New Year’s Eve was the night with his resolution being to quit drinking for his all around health, and he felt an uncertainty about this change.
Setting up the Aquarium
G David Schwartz
We cleared the cobwebs from the aquarium, which sat dormant for five years. Great names like Xiphophorous maculate and Helvstoma temmincki swam through my head
The Gig
Alex Hay
Kevin strapped on the guitar and searched around for the jack-plug socket in the amp. A voice from the back of the pub shouted something about Oasis and Wonderwall. He thought to himself -'You’re gonny hear what I want to play. Nane o’ yur Oasis shite’.

Road Block
Mark Cunliffe
As Guy Block walked briskly across the windswept concrete square that was optimistically called a ‘piazza’ at an incredibly early hour of the day he knew that what lay ahead for him did not bode well.
Block-Age
Mark Cunliffe
Guy Block strode through the dull corrugated roofed, glass and brick walled tube that Hopemouth University entitled a corridor with a sense of purpose.
Nothing would get him down today...

Abracadabra

Alibash Chandran
Shibu was stuck dumb when he saw Mohan standing on the doorway with that strange puppy. Its nose was glowing and moist. It was strikingly cherry-like.
Canned
Martin Green
It was a spring evening in San Francisco in the 1960’s.   Paul Weiss had gone back to his guesthouse room after dinner, intending to work on his resume, but the sight of his cramped room seemed to drain all his energy
Dora and her Mother
Gabriela Davies
The day that Dora was born was the happiest day in her mother’s life. Everyone; family, friends, neighbours, and even the birds that lived in the trees had come to see the birth of the new baby girl.
Love Story: A Narrative
Amber C Wisniewski
It is 5:30 a.m. and my husband lies alone in our bedroom unaware of my absence. I cannot sleep. How could I possibly think about closing my eyes when every image I see is so disturbing that I am driven to nightmares?
Handis
George Sparling
The next day made a grand jump cut for Ralph and Kathy. We usually swallowed our medications at night, and then the sleep of the dead. The following day either faded in or made a transition to the next. But we never knew for certain. That was the tao of handis, a portmanteau word for craziness.
Can't Wait
Charles Mulberry
One morning in mid-April when a heinous cold front from the northern United States finally finished a week long refrigeration campaign on the South, the sun shone brighter and hotter than anyone in Murfreesboro, Tn could have ever hoped.
Wingmen
John Whalen
We were approaching the coast just below Vinh only twenty minutes after leaving the carrier Franklin D. Roosevelt (CV-42) on duty in Yankee Station. For weeks we had been hitting the docks of Haiphong and the other ports of North Vietnam and there was scarcely a target left.
The Perils of Illiteracy
Shobha Nagendran

The brown cow was either suicidal or grossly illiterate. How else to explain why she did not take heed of the name calligraphically etched upon the granite slab affixed to the gate post?
Bubble of my Heart
Lalita Kakanadan

My Thursdays are colourful…
Coz I see you on all Thursdays…
Coz I see you only on Thursdays
I Died
Lakunle Jaiyesimi

I died! Pitifully sprawled. She warned me!
Resting breathless at the crossroad. It was a familiar spot I had passed much too often, when I still had my body.
The Sepulcher
Lakunle Jaiyesimi
Are words thrown up, like mines, from relegated sepulchers in the manner of whispers heavier than the songs of heroes?

Vinegar In The Salad
Mark Cunliffe

Nina Bale stood by the window in the office and looked out across London’s docklands. It was 1987 and it was her year. She could feel it in her bones,

Uncle Pringle and the Mob
Martin Green

“I hear you talk about your Uncle Pringle,” he said.   “He has many connections. I wonder if he can help me?"

An Honourable Act
Mark Cunliff's spook story

Harry trudged bitterly up the marble steps of the imposing house and pressed the buzzer. It was gone eleven at night, he was tired and his feet hurt.

Our Man in Africa
Mark Cunliffe

The jeep bounced along the dirt road sending Harry up from his seat and back down again with a crash. His stomach was not happy about this.

Frit
Linda Regan

‘Don’t Put Your Daughter on the stage, Mrs Worthington!’ Isn’t a phrase that resounded around our house, in the year when I reached five.

Nina’s Near Miss
Diana Bretherick

Nina sat back on her heels and surveyed her handiwork. In all of her eight years she did not think that she had seen a finer example of a sandcastle.

Pictures
Andrea Ledbury

It started with a tiny spark and within minutes proliferated into gigantic, roaring flames

Seeds of December
Karen Maxwell

Seeds of winter are alive in Montauk.  You can hear them under your boots; easy to confuse with small tree branches or bones rising from the deceased.

The Tennis Match
Martin Green

Little did I know that the mixed doubles tennis match I was a part of would signal the end of an era for our suburban tennis club

Heatwave
Carolyn Hughes

Sirens were blaring, red and orange and yellow flames soared into the sky, and thick black smoke was turning day into dusk. Bulldozers were demolishing trees in the path of the fire
No Honesty In Death
Mark Cunliffe
There was a dead body waiting for Harry in Prague. All in all he’d had better welcome parties.

Fragments by Diana Bretherwick
Diary entries prior to predicted extinction level event circa 2008. - April 20th
Still Life
Mark Robinson - survivor
And the skies above the City bleed down upon the earth its overcast haze. Quiet below, sinking beneath the mist, a stale darkness pervades. With streets aloof, atom-bomb atonic.

Seeing Nothing
Linda Regan

Most nights Albert was distracted from his television or radio listening because of the outbursts of fighting in the grounds below.

Southsea Sundays 1907
Laura Patrica
Every Sunday, after lunch, Donald Wickens called at 211 Albert Road for Miss Hattie.

The Perrita, The Darkest Man
J Alan Billstrom

The Yuma did not bring a guitar with him to Cuba because he wanted to buy a Cuban guitar

Bakery Story
Mark Swann

Where the hell did those bastards come from? Other people? Dead people? Lost animal souls looking for a new burrow? Combinations of these perhaps. Oh well. How deep is the well? Deep, not deep enough for some people
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Ambulance Chaser
Greg Jacob

  “DOA.”  Jim stated flatly.  “No need to rush.  We have to wait for CSU to finish up before we can go in.”

Lactose Intolerance
Ross Merriam

Mitch is always going on about how much he hates his job and how much he wants to leave.

In the Lift
Tara L Clark

'This is no big deal.' Jerry mumbled to himself while clutching his briefcase

Celebrity - Anonymous
Mark Robinson
'
Hello. My name’s Gemira and I’m a celebrity.’
A chorus of hellos droned up from the circular continuum of equi-distant set plastic chairs; the voices all rhinestones, hoop earrings, tight-fitting, size-zero clothes, foundation, fake breasts and designer stubble.

Ashes of Old Fires
Thomas Healy
Sabonis relit the stub of a cigar he had started smoking this afternoon then followed his Irish setter around the corner to Raphael Park

Life's Little Annoyances
Martin Green
The car that zipped in front of you to take the last space in the parking lot;  the lady at the supermarket check-out who had to write a check for her purchases

The One
Gemma Ayres

The moment I saw him, I knew. He was the one
I am Godfree
Sidi Cherkawi Benzahra

A Love Letter
Suzanna Brooksbank

Atomic Dream
David Tavernier disintegrates

Meeting Water

Tolu Ogunlesi under fire in Lagos
Bloodline
Nick Walker
The Ballad of the Lonely Cowboy
Jennifer York

The King of the Dustmites
Mary Wilson - are you in my notebook?

Whispering October
David Tavenier

You'll never see him coming
Rosebush
David Tavernier

The Pig Hole
William Starr Moake's adventure in the Everglades

Ruby Moon

The whore, the hitman and Hawaii
Bill Moake

The Adman & Olga
Martin Green NY '63

The Lament of the Freelancer

The horror of the blank page

Brodie Parker

Spire
Brodie Parker - Kill the Monster
A Very Darling Christmas
Sarah Richardson

My Mother Was A Sex-Crazed Pill Popper
Alan M Danzis

Flint - Bringing the Past to life
Alex Hillman
Lum
Luc Hue -The Life of a Vietnam taxi driver
Black Roots and A Red Heart
Bonnie Nish
Levitation
Richard Meyer
Torah,Torah, Torah
Richard Meyer
Purgatory
Douglas N Kimball
Missing Time
Roger Duncan can't stand the white lights
Rendered
Roger Duncan on the streets at night
Lost
Jeanette Harris
Murmurings of Return
Richard Meyer on USA 1967
The Ark
Mary Wilson down on the farm
What I want to be when I grow up
Tolu Ogunlesi on being a poet
Symbols and Democracy
Kane X Faucher
All the same
Will Carpenter is having an identity crisis
Whiskey Walking
M. Blake - about the man at your door
Curve
Erica J Thinesen - Going Bi-Polar
Cigarettes
Mary Wilson
"Need some help there, little lady?"
The Tennis Boom
Martin Green and the swingers
The Elevator
Sam Barnes
Shopping with temptation
The Girl in the Baseball Cap
John Ludlam
Betrayal and the doorman
Ice Cream
David Tavernier - a tale of three parts
Wild, Delicious, Dead
Phil Mershon investigates a squeaky clean girl
Part Two begins here
Hot Gossip
John Bradshaw down the pub
Teacher's Power Trip
Gemma Williams in the classroom

Paying The Bills
Martin Green
Never enough
Jack Ruby
Jim Parks
'That guy Jack Ruby you used to talk about - he just shot Oswald'.
Secrets From The Dust
Warren Hamilton

The pang pang gooks all laughed as their several tiny fingers raced over the bushes, plucking at the wild riberries, which were fat with juice. The girl that they sometimes called Snake-woman-child, darted in and out of the scrub with an athletic ease
It isn’t Going to Rain
Tessa Foley
Seventies furniture. It's always an issue for me. I'm appalled by it. I never understood the idea of a room in brown slash beige oblique orange that might impress the neighbours

Five get me into Trouble
Claire Holland

Four days after my ninth birthday, my parents moved house and so did I. And my little world fell apart.

Lost in the Clouds

Des Daly

Alvaro Lorca was conceived in the silence of the Osier woods that run along the undulating valleys of the Sierra Albarracin. His father boasted that he was sure to follow his footsteps and become a master Osier cutter
Mene's Song

Dike Okoro

Port Harcourt had been restless for weeks. Reporters from Europe and the U.S. thronged the international airport at Alu, just a few miles from the notorious Catch-Fire prison yard where the renowned environmentalist and fiction writer, Mene, languished in detention

Conversations With the Trees

Karen Maxwell

We pushed off from the side of the lake with Jonathan’s strong arms and his paddle extended onto the shore line. We paddled into the center on our way, to cross over, to the other side. I sat straight with the paddle in my hands grasp.

In the Redwoods
Mike Blake on the Californian Road
The moon was out that night – if not full, then close to it – and it shed a silver-white light down over the trees and the bank of the river. It was a wide, rushing river that we had crossed by a long wooden bridge to the flat, open bank (if you could call it that) where we settled for the night.
The Coconut Tree
Kiran
It must have been less than a year since Uncle passed away.

Oil Slick
Richard Corwin
Whatever it was that popped up into Lake Wanautta, like a bubble, Terry was startled, mesmerized and watched from his kitchen window as the mysterious thing floated and bobbed,
Love Games
Mark Cunliffe
It was a crisp September morning with the summer sun still hanging in the air, abetted with the nice breeze that signified that autumn was round the corner. It was 1974, and Wendy Lampkin stepped off the train at Hopemouth station
Love Games Chapters Three & Four
Chasing Wendy - She was a phantom of delight
Chopping Block
Marc Cunliffe

"That was fantastic," she said, pleasing Guy. "Much better than last time."

Homecoming
Elizabeth di Grazia

The bedroom is shadowy. The bundle, a snail swaddled in yellow flannel, curls into my chest. We rock. A homemade quilt lies at the edge of the crib, its outline visible through the slats. Against one wall the silhouette of not yet opened infant toys propped on white shelving.

Life and Death
Kiran Kannappan
Suma was looking gorgeous in her new white Kanchivaram saree with dark green border, as she was being slowly led to the mane (Dais) by her sister-in-law.

A Brush with the Law
James Matthews

The burly youth waved a piece of broken stick at Ana. They were down a side street of La Boca, a touristy enclave of Buenos Aires in the middle of a run-down neighbourhood. She was cornered.
Horse Business
Marc George
Summer was coming and for the first time I wasn't looking forward to it. I thought I was still being punished but mam said not to be silly. I was to be sent to Jacks
The Dagger by Subimal Misra
Translated from Bengali by V Ramaswamy
Someone called out from behind: Hooeey Sudas! Where’re you goin pal? He didn’t look back. The dead body still hung from that tree branch, feet bound, head downwards.

The Vampire's Garden
Natalie Tehrani
The garden was silent and still. Moonlight seeped across the grass, a dark velvet sea, soft and seductive to my bare touch. Each blade of grass caressing my skin gently as I walked.

Chinese Syndrome
Joseph Guderian is drilling for oil
Hank Croix walked out of the pharmacy mumbling to himself when he couldn’t get a refill on his prescription for sleeping pills. He was told he’d have to wait until the doctor returned to the drilling camp next week.

Red Saturday
Josh Bensen
It’s one of those Saturday mornings where I am perfectly content on be woken up by the white hot light of the sun blasting through my cracked window shades. Sleep is great but I am roused by the sun itself.
L'hymne national d'Elodie (Elodie’s national anthem)
Graham Stull
Building Block
Mark Cunliffe
Eddie Cochran once sang of love as being a journey built on ‘Three Steps To Heaven’;
'Step one - you find a girl to love
Step two - she falls in love with you...'
Round The Block
Mark Cunliffe

"Wouldn’t you agree Prof. Block?"
How would he know. Guy Block hadn’t been listening.
Parental Block
Mark Cunliffe

There comes a time for everyone when you have to meet someone you used to know. The very fact that there are billions and trillions of people in this world and that you do not meet them all yet continue to meet the same people, the blasts from the pasts is an odd one. But that is what we do.
Kids on the Block
Marc Cunliffe

Guy Block groaned in despair at another start to another week. He leant out from his slumber and hit the snooze button

The Thief of Bottles
Sidi Cherkawi Benzahra
Once my father owned an auto-body shop in a wooded area in the district of Agdal, Rabat, Morocco. The shop had two dusty windows and a little light, grayed by this dust

At Gun Point
Maryann Webb

Natasha Grant swooped into her 1999 Ford Fiesta, slammed the door, and started the engine all in one fluid motion.
Block and Tackle
Mark Cunliffe

It is often said that two is company
Three however leads you into deep trouble.

Anniversary Block
Mark Cunliffe

If marriage is an institution, then it must be the only one that celebrates its incarceration each year. It was Guy Block’s wedding anniversary.

The Passion of Nino De Jesus
Dean Borok
(extract)
Niño de Jesus frequently had marveled at the fork lift truck on his way to work and one day, when the proprietor had left the gate unlocked, he snuck in for a closer look. Climbing up the ladder on the side and peering into the control booth, he noticed that they had left the key in the ignition. After all, one might reason, who would steal such a monster? Only a crazy man!
Andrew on the Bus
Julia Gordon

Andrew was taking a test. He chewed his pen anxiously and looked over his shoulder.
Trial by remorse
Carolyn Hughes

‘Until the boy or girl who did this owns up,’ said Mrs Hill, ‘the whole class will stay in and miss playtime
School Dinners
Emma Callan

I feel like a pigeon, tottering tentatively into the dining room. Nothing prepares you for this.

De Rode Molen
Diana Goss

Waiting in front of the big red Windmill at the Piet Mondrian exhibition at the National Gallery I failed to realise how much power that magical motherly shape still held over me.
The Pleasures of Life
Julia Gordon
It was midday and I was sitting around my house in my underwear reading John Updike. This experience gave me an incredible sense of pleasure.
Here’s The Hitch
Max Slachter

Some people hitchhike because they have to. Real hitchhikers. They can’t afford a Greyhound bus or they don’t have a license, they have no friends or family who will give them a lift

Oceans Rose
Richard Corwin

The tropic night air was heavy with humidity that hung like thick motor oil in every breath. When combined with the stillness and eerie darkness, it gave the river a mood as if it were the end of the world.

Mayor Keynes In Punta del Este
Excerpt from novel in progress "A Symphony of Fear"
by
Dean Borok

No smoking gun was ever discovered with the mayor’s fingerprints on it, and as the flood of nebulous accusations and innuendo cascaded daily in the newspaper and media reports, he ceaselessly insisted that he was the victim of a right-wing smear job

The Suitcase
Claire Holland

Charlotte’s birthday dawned warm and sunny: the sky an innocent early autumn blue, the day she packed the suitcase
The Virus
Lisa Timmermann

Kit got out of her car and immediately felt like killing someone when she saw Jonathan sitting on the stairs with her nemesis

Hidden
Lisa Timmerman

Stories. I used to think they are a part of this world, of reality. Now I realize they are only a means to make you feel better about yourself

Hysteria
Tessa Foley
You won’t feel a thing. Not a thing.

I was one of the first to have the operation.

Streets
Linda Waltenberger

Kelly's stomach was in jumbles. The knots and gnarls hurt, twisted and pulled. Her insides were about to jump through her skin and there would be nothing she could to prevent it

A Long Night in the Old Town.
Robert Hillum
She would be there on the stage singing a slow 30’s croon in a harsh rasping voice that aches with sexual desire. A red dress maybe, tight and close to the skin,
The Son Is Crying
Max Slachter

I have some happy memories of train journeys. They are of slow trips into the city during school break with my mother,

Ghostal Regions
Dean Borok
(Extract from Symphony of Fear)
The world of dreams is an eternal infinite universe inside each person... driven by the unformed expression of neurotic impulses and sexual repressions of the dreamer
Havelock Gets His Fortune Told
Dean Borok

Still holding the dregs of his drink in his hand, Havelock Jones waded through the Halloween party in the direction of the fortune teller.

Paulette's Reverie (excerpt from "A Symphony of Fear") Dean Borok
Paulette regarded herself critically in the full-length mirror of her bedroom, still trying to decide if it was absolutely essential for her lingerie to match her street clothes.

Tiger By the Tail
Marc Cunliffe

He ran as fast and as hard as he could but there was no escaping the fact that he was a dead man racing towards an early grave.

Paradise Lost
Des Daly

We arrived a little early for Theo’s party and were shown into an ante-room that led off from the highly polished marbled floored hallway

Uncle Pringle and the Stalker
Martin Green
The first inkling I had of the problem was when my friend Al Abrams called. 
The Raving Zombie Killers
David Tavernier
Oh my God were these two dudes crazy. Two rednecks from southern Alabama who carried nothing but a pair of shotguns and a double bladed axe and a sword.

Mrs Fletcher
Eric V. Neagu
"Can’t be," said the woman with that same confidence that had made the doctor question himself on previous visits.

The Great Beyond Chapters 1 & 2
Brodie Parker in the afterlife...
Great Beyond - Chapter Three
Brodie Parker - picking up styx
Great Beyond - Chapter Four
Brodie Parker in the cold black dark
Great Beyond - Chapter Five

The Sword above my head

Great Beyond - Chapter Six
Confusion and a vision
Great Beyond - Chapter Seven
Shrugg is set a task. Find him or else

The Great Beyond - Chapter Eight
Learning to live or die by the sword
The Great Beyond - Chapter Nine
Mark Twain has some advice
The Great Beyond Chapter Ten
The Revenge begins
The Great Beyond Chapter Eleven
Battle Commences
The Great Beyond Chapter Twelve
Flee to safety
The Great Beyond Chapter Thirteen
The Gray Area
The Great Beyond Chapter Fourteen
Back to Reality
Great Beyond - Chapter Fifteen
Alive again
Great Beyond - Chapter Sixteen
Alaskan Storm
Great Beyond - Chapter Seventeen
The Gathering Army

Great Beyond - Chapter Eighteen
Slaughter
Great Beyond - Chapter Nineteen
Penultimate Chapter
Brodie Parker's serialised novel about life after death is here - only in Hackwriters
Goddess
Gary Glauber on a romantic lost cause
Gretchen- Queen of Nightmares
Sidi Benzahra - she's dead sexy
The Snake House
Sidi Benzahra
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Hate Drives a Mercedes Benz
Sidi Cherkawi Benzahra
A Tale of a Singer and his Lover
Punkerslut
Soldier to Life's Battles

Punkerslut

Exile in Buenos Aires
William Moake
Running Away
Anne Benjamin
The Story of a Girl
Rita Sidhu (Fiction

A Sweetened Memory
Richard Meyer
Lush Life
Authur Blake needs a drink or two...
A Man Outside
Authur Blake on the streets
The Temple: Going Native
Mary Wilson
Ninety-Five Steps to Paradise
Eric D Knapp
Mutiny
Paul H Schnaars on a journal of space madness
Gramps
117 and fading fast
Brodie Parker
Driving Home
Bonnie Nish and a search for a birthplace
The Lost Books of the Bible
G David Schwartz on the process of creating the bible

Oakland in Black and White
David Tavernier
"Empty out yer pockets and gimme yer wallet kid," he had said.
Black Buffalo Woman
Jeffrey Beyl

This pain told him that he was still alive - the prophecy of his vision had not been fulfilled.
Zwolf the wonder dog
David Tavernier - about a dog who could save marriages...
The Gingerbreadman and Cheese
Phil Mershon
"
It's the Feds, Park, hundreds of 'em'
A Babershop Conversation
David Tavernier
if you want to hear a little personal truth, I've never once had a haircut I liked
A Gazelle is an Antelope
Daniel Thant is not feeling well...

Aging Angry Young Man
Colin James Haslett
'Mostly I’ve been the kind of person who walks around wanting to punch shiny, happy people right in the pie hole

THAT DAY
James Carey takes a road trip to nowhere

UNFORGETTABLE
Richard Meyers in the ballroom

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The Shotgun Incident
Daniel Thant - protecting the one you love

House of the Sun

William Starr Moake in Hawaii
Hotel Tajikistan

Larry Thompson & a piano player

Day One

Gabriel Ricard: the first day of Ninth Grade

Pod's Luc
Helen Weston
Short Story of the year -2003
The Curse of the Swiss Chocolate Tax
Terence Kumpf
Deception

Robin Slick
a story about lust and trust in a marriage

Song Bird Deflated
Heather Neale

The Ostrich & the Fog
Jeffrey Beyl
Circus Girls
Zaak Fresh

The Swing
Janice Slater playing with tigers
A Fallen History
Judy Randano on being a klutz

My Brilliant Game Plan
Justin Jacob ' rules of attraction'

Jennifer
Sam North

'...I need your help, now. '

Estrella
Skeeze Whitlow
The Sisters whispered that she was touched by tongues of the Holy Spirit.

Daddy's Little Girl Learn's To Drive
Mary Matsumoto
The Suicide's Dog
J. N. Krause
A typical lower class morning
D. G. Harris
About a Dog
Dominic H gets a ransom note
Me-Child
Warren Vanderpool on spectres

Sundays in Vancouver with dog
Sam North

The Prophet of The Night
Warren Vanderpool

Just Sit there and do Nothing
Kira Pirofski
The Great Pretender
Warren Vanderpool's horror story

Rainy Nights in New York
Smitha Parigi

The Whole Truth
Amy Chan


A Stranger in Sweden
Sidi Benzahra and stolen kisses

Woman with Hoofed Feet

Sidi Benzahra
The Woman with hoofed feet - part two
Sidi Benzahra on lust and revenge
Happening
Simon Walker - What is Art?

Good Afternoon, Miss Garsha
Marcia Mascoli has singing lessons
A Regular Day (behind the bar)
Jeffrey Beyl

Human Puzzle
Heather Neale

Meesha was sick, Charlie knew it.

'Love - Nothing'
Malina Sarah Saval
She had it down cold, that thing that made people fawn
The Haunted Dog
Marcus Destorm - Notes from Seacliffe Police Headquarters
Next Christmas Will be Different
Kristi Siegel
The Power of Nothing
Robbin Yager
'To be still was impossible for her. They weren't living with a ghost...'

Between The Lines
Will Bombs drop on Vancouver?
Bonnie Nish
Jess
Linda Spendley
"Well Jess," he said, when he was finally able to speak, "that's it. It's all over."

Cold - A Squatter's Tale
Punkerslut
Improper Strangers
Joseph Grant
What Goes Around...
Amy chan
A Tale of a Love Apart
Punkerslut
The Bonfire
Jim Curtiss on love across boundaries

Driving Up the Malaysian Peninsula 
Zia Zaman
“Can we,” I ask, stalling, “stop somewhere and get a drink?”

My First Kiss
Sidi C Benzahara

Public Bath
Joe Sinclair in Japan

Spink
Sam Hawksmoor

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Hard 17
David Whelan
We take a very dim view of any and all forms of cheating.

Long Haired Disasters -
Heather Neale on mother/ daughter/ boyfriend relationships
Reconciliation -watch your back on the road
Thom Gabladon

F-18 Breaking Down The Walls Of Heartache
Alex Hay
UNCLE SAMMY
Robin Slick meets 'The Candyman'.
KING
A dog and a very devoted owner.
Christine Wieser
BENDING SPOONS
D.M. Hendricks

a shared realization that the universe is much, much more than they previously imagined.
HOLIDAY (Romance)
D.M. Hendricks

Lost, until I met you. It was how I met you.

THE REDEMPTION CENTRE
Judy Radano

“Wouldn’t that cut crystal ash tray look nice in the living room?” she would ask

BOY WITH A FISHING POLE
C. J. Spataro
It’s the boy from the dock. Two summers ago
THE GRAPHIC DESIGNER
Harry Dade - She smoked the same way you did; incessantly,
ONE DAY
Robin Black
In another life, he might have been my love.
CANON in D
James Burnett
He tells me to quit trying to get loose; there’s no escape.

THE BONE WHITTLER
Nathan West
We're doin' this one step at a time, son; there's no fancy schmancy Tokyo assembly linefor this kind of work."
LANDSCAPES GREAT AND SMALL
Karel Sloane

I have no answers, I just ask questions.
THE RABBIT GOD
Jeremy Young
Paul had developed a keen understanding of the female mind.
VIETNAM WAR STORY
Robert Flynn

'I just stood there in a stupor unable to move or think
FLAT LINE ON A CLIFFTOP
Matt Fallize
I have only just remembered that my brother tried to kill himself
WEST OF WORLD
August 02 Story of the Month
Christopher Daniels

She had not told any other students, as far as he knew. Of course, she might have.
BANGKOK LOVE HAPPY
Summer Fiction alt choice

Kelvin Mason

Pinyo pulls Harry close, snuggles into his neck.

HIDDEN DISPARITY
Robert Cooper

September 2002 Story of the month
She wasn’t in the mood for anything much, even conversation was proving difficult tonight,

THE DROUGHT
Veronica L. Harryman
... she could see the brittle, wheat-colored wasteland that used to be her garden.

The Blue Why
Esther Lydall
'You can't touch me, I'm underage.
'

F
E
A
T
U
R
E
D

W
O
R
K

The WHITE SHACK
Sidi C. Benzahra
I decided to confront my fear and go to the white shack - see all that blood and gore.

FIFTY-TWO WHITE THIRTY-SiX BLACK
Amy Chan
... a flash of nubile, female thigh or a snugly encased bottom would be far from convivial to maintaining a chaste and celibate, male state of mind.

An Alternate Reality
Robin Slick
There are times I wonder if he’s even real. If he could possibly be the man I believe him to be.
Obsessions
Colin Todhunter in India
He had met a woman in the hotel, and was totally mad about her
BRUTALLY HONEST HARDWARE Kelvin Mason
THE EX Sam North ain't bitter at all...
POLICE TALK Joerg Liesgang
HAPPY Joerg Liesgang
HEAVEN (under the attic) Joerg Liesegang
SOCK HORROR Jess Wynne
BUS-BOY Kevlin Mason
FESTIVAL John Prohaska
BUTTERFLY RAGE Len Rely
LUCKY STAR Ali Shaw is tongue tied
SARA COMES TO CALL Sam North
NEW YORK STORIES Sam North
WHAT NOW? Oliver Moor
JACOB Stuart Macdonald
CLUBLIFE Kezia Richmond
EYE OF THE STORM Stuart Macdonald
DISCONNECTED Greg Farnum

LIFE SUPPORT Nathan Davies
BOSTON LIFE Chris Dellapenda
SMILE IN A SUPERMARKET Chris Dellapenda
MEN ARE KILLERS Glen Kenner
PERFECT SEX? David Rutherford
THREE ROSES Aaron Bone
RATS Aaron Bone
Paranoid ME? Sam North
MAN AND WIFE Nathan Davies
ROSIE James Skinner
BLACK DRESS Valerie Collins (award winner)
A NEW GAME Jon Nicholas
THE CHANCER Maggie Pishneshin

MAKING FRIENDS IN NEW YORK Sam North
WAR STORY -
Chris Morgan- still searching for Bin Laden
A CAPE COD MOMENT Zia Zaman
THE MAKING AND BREAKING
Amy Chan -a first chapter
VICKIE A first chapter
THE BONE WHITTLER Nathan West
ADVERSE CAMBER Mark Bass in India

TERRY AND JIMMY ROUND LUNCHTIME
Kevin Brunt

KEROUAC GETS THE THUMBS UP
Colin Field
LIFECHOICE
Walter Roberts
on cloning
DAYBREAK
Helen J Weston
SUNDAYS IN BELGIUM
Esther Loydall

Excuse me, but aren't you Marcel D'Agneau?
Sam North
.... no one is immune to a lapse of memory.
The Search For Potato Sausages
Loretta A. Stradley
"I know you are never going to believe this but I am being followed."

Newton's First Law of Conspiracy
"But we wouldn’t really harm innocent children, would we?"

A Poetic Nightmare
Bonnie Nish
self-profile
Rising from an inner source ... steeped and brewed

THE SUN RISING Oliver Moor -Revenge
THE PHONE Hazel Marshall - Misdial
SOUTHERN COMFORT David Jester
TWELVE TIMES MATHEW Joerg Liesgang
BEDTIME Joerg Liesgang
WISH Joerg Liesegang
SUPERHERO Nathan Davies
THE PRIEST Aaron Bone
THE FORTUNE TELLER Sam North
ELLA - The real story Finn Clarke
ANOTHER BREAK Finn Clarke
THE BUSINESS TRIP G. N. Harris
THE BATHROOM Jon Mitchell
TWO SHORT PLANKS Alex Coman
THE FOUR MAGDALENES Alex Coman
MILK Alex Coman
THIS WAY LIES MADNESS John Prohaska

DECONSTRUCTING DREAMSCAPES
Jess Wynne
WRITER'S TIPS
Michael Levy
WRITING WITHOUT STYLE
Joseph E Wright

EDITORS FROM HELL
Michael Levy
Sellout or Stay Pure
Michael Levy
How To Start A Novel
James Skinner on the terror of page one

BAD BOYS Angus Macaulay
YOU CAN CALL ME AL Sam North
AT HOME Stuart Macdonald
A LIKELY STORY Nathan Davies
THERAPY SESSIONS Greg Harris
USED CARS Barry Paton
DOGS John Prohaska
BUMPS IN THE NIGHT Jim Johnson
LOCAL CELEBRITY Oliver Moor
NIGHT AND DAY Oliver Moor
THE COMMUTER Ian Bowie
WIDDECOMBE DAY Sam North
WINDOW SHOPPING Brenda Townend Hall
PARABLE OF THE BEREAVED KITTENS
Amy Chan
IN THE BEGINNING Jim X
THE CHILD MOLESTER AND THE SEA
Sidi Cherkawi Benzahra
I LOVE LUCY Valerie Collins

G. W. F. HEGEL Ray Pettas
BREAK Nathan West

POISON KISS -
Colin Todhunter
THE GREAT WALL OF CHINA
Joe Tortomasion a whiz and a breeze
A TALE OF TWO WOMEN
Colin Todhunter

TWO GHOSTS
Sidi Benzahra
JUNIOR FICTION
 
HOLLY
Jayne Sharatt (Complete e-novel)
A spooky adventure for ages 10-15
Zwolf the wonder dog
David Tavernier - about a dog who could save marriages...

kids fiction
THE MOUSE THAT WOULD BE KING
Joanna North
For kids 4-7

MORE FICTION IN
FIRST CHAPTERS
Kids fiction
Escape from Mauswitch

For those kids who don't have a nice day
The Cricket Bat
J.Vinay
A young boy desperately needs a cricket bat
Papillonia & Rowena
Tariq Adam
Swing
Janice Slater
Phoebe's too scared to come out of her room

Hootenkamun
Tales from the
Chrysenthalis Forest (For kids)
HISTORICAL FICTION
END OF AN AGE Hazel Marshall
THE HISTORY MAKER
Oliver Moor
MAYFLOWER- ALL HANDS LOST
Sam North
WHAT DO VAMPIRES DREAM?
Hazel Marshall
THE WOODCUTTER
Finn Grant
THE LONE STAR KID
Kelvin Mason
THE INSIDERS
Kelvin Mason on Zimbabwe prisons
SAN FRANCISCO 1906
Bonnie Nish

SPANISH DREAMS James Skinner battle tales
CELESTIAL VISIONS
Hazel Marshall looks up
GOLIATH Jim Johnston - no stone unturned
MAKE PEACE Joerg Liesegang
OTTO'S LAST RUN
Joerg Liesegang
THE FIRING LINE Kelvin Mason
PUNJAB's GIFT
Paul Haines
THE BARN
Greg Farnum
SOLDIERS Greg Farnum



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