I’ve been struggling to write fiction for a while now. Since peak production in 2001, I’ve lacked inspiration.
The bigger problem – bigger than the lack of inspiration – is my feeling that there’s no need for me to write.
What does writing achieve?
What do I have to say?
Who will ever read it?
Why bother?
As a copywriter, I [...]
“I love you,” he said; soppy, stupid, dumbstruck, loveblind.
“I don’t really care,” she said. She flicked her hair and considered her nails. For a moment, she wondered how much she spent at her salon in an average year. Was she, as she grew older, spending more on cosmetic improvements?
“Ha… but don’t say that, my love. [...]
Don’t Die Wondering
What follows is the first part of a novel (called Don’t Die Wondering) I wrote several years ago, when I was supposed to be doing something else. I’m going to split it up into many small pieces and post them regularly. Check back next week for more. Oh, and if you like it, [...]
EnvironMentalists
Condensation trickled down the bus windows. Heaving commuters jostled with depressed welfare recipients. The bus lurched to dodge a gull, then a tramp digging in a bin.
“You ignore that,” said the old lady. Her companion, a man in his forties, seemed to be hugging himself. His dilapidated suit would once have been an object of [...]
By Me:
Alpha
Concrete is no sort of pillow for a man. Waking up on concrete is indicative of a failure- a failure to adequately care for the self. When Edward Hooper awoke one morning with his face touching concrete, he wasn’t sensible enough to recognize this ominous sign.
He roused slowly, his brain stumbling into recognition of [...]
In the second of Words By Me’s guest fiction series, we have a micro-story about love, honour, destiny and how one man defeated the empire with his inspirational poetry. Not really – it’s about London Road, an area of Brighton that has a drug problem.
London Road is Burning Down
By Hibert Sturmond
In the park, shirtless men [...]
This little gem was submitted by Evengeline Hose.
Warning: the following story contains graphic imagery, horrific animal abuse, rude words and scenes of terminal peril. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
Smacking Cracking
I’m smacking Julia’s chicken’s face into a wall, because she hasn’t laid eggs for weeks. I’ve been craving eggs, craving protein, raving hungry, starving hungry, denied [...]
If you write fiction that is posted anywhere on the net, let me know and I may well add you to my links.
Any kind of fiction is okay – including horror, science-fiction, speculative fiction, romance, steam-punk, cyber-punk, electro-punk, funk-punk, crunk-punk, historical, fantasy, historical romance, erotica, super-hero, gothic, fan-fiction and historical horror.
I’ll also link to poet’s [...]
“Would you like to go to hell?” asked the old man, “or would you like to go to heaven?”
“You lucky bastard!” someone screamed. Loud music bounced bodies. Occasionally a drunken reveller would spill out of the front door and onto the front step. This ordinary semi-detached council house had never held so many people or been the focus of so much delight.
Lamb
“Maybe… you should just leave,” said Calvin. Rain lashed the car. He flicked the windscreen wipers on for two swishes, even though they were parked.
“But they’re everything I have!” said Leanne, clearly distressed. She’d been distressed for hours now, and Calvin was tired.
“It’s kind of dumb though…the whole thing. And you’ve been saying you hate [...]
My first post! Woop! Here’s a tiny story (micro-fiction if you prefer) that addresses the popular pastime of self-annihilation. I think it’s in The Hudsucker Proxy that death is euphemised as “merging with the infinite”. I like that way of putting it. So here’s a story about a few people that chose to bring forward [...]
