Struggling to keep up.
NO. Not my actual shorts. Those are far too gross for Teh Interwebs. These are short stories or memoirs that I’ve busted out to keep the ol’ Writery Muscles flexed.
Every month, the Australian Writer’s Centre holds the Furious Fiction contest, where they give a handful of writing prompts, limit you to 500 words and see what you come up with. I’ve been ‘longlisted’ for the comp before, and this one got me on there again, so I’m happy enough with that. The prompts for […]
This was a 600-word challenge for a comp called “Short Takes”. At least, that’s what was in the filename in my “Shorts” folder, and I can’t even remember anything about it other than that. There was a time there that I was entering fresh writing into every comp that I could. Probably a time before […]
This is a short story for the Australian Writer’s Centre Furious Fiction December 2022 Contest for which I was longlisted. In addition to being limited to 500 words, the other rules were: Each story had to begin with a 12-word sentence. Each story had to include the sale of a second-hand item Each story had […]
The river doesn’t care. It doesn’t care about the crystalline, perfect Spring day’s sunshine pouring down. It doesn’t care about me, or my older brother who is home from Uni, or my mother who has made a rare visit back as well and has taken us out fishing for the day. The river doesn’t care […]
He was four days shy of turning fifty and Jack was running so hard he thought his heart would burst. The panting growl grew closer behind him even though he was running as fast as he ever had in his life. The huge German Shepard had burst through the brush and interrupted Jack’s evening jog […]
The knight stood tall in his resplendent armour, his arms flexing under the chainmail and pauldrons, the plume on his helmet languidly dancing from side to side in time with his steadying feet. The six-foot cat person positioned next to him purred, lovingly cleaned her whiskers and then stared at his plume with fascination. Phillip […]
I’m not exactly sure when I stopped caring, but about the time I realised that he’d made a lucrative career out of staring blankly and having one, ONE, expression, I started calling him Keenoo. Point Break is a fucking awesome movie, but I can truthfully say I have no respect for Keenoo. That said, he […]
I wrote this in January sometime, and I know it’s long, but I don’t have much to say here and I like writing. Summers usually sucked balls during my childhood given that I had an abundance of time and a lack of things to do with it. I hooked up with schoolmates here and there, […]
The following was written 17-09-2007. Living on the side of a hill meant that there was a vast array of possibilities of gravitational fun. Ours was the only house at the end of the lane and our gravel driveway turned to asphalt about a third of the way down. Summer and the dry weather really […]
Woke up way too early this morning, but lovely wife kept monkeys quiet as I went back to bed and slept until almost 9. This is what happened after I curled back up under our huge blankies. ************* As frequently happens, I was playing with a plane, a model of a P-40 Warhawk, that started […]