by Jess & Keith Flaherty Barely fed and rested from the Wild Hunt, Allfather made his way to the great stable. He smiled despite his weariness, listening to the Yule songs carried on the winter winds from his people in the mortal realm all the way to his ears here in Asgard. He hadn’t yet… Continue reading Doubt Truth to Be a Liar
I love quick short stories to read and came across this one and thought I would reblog it here. As I said a quick read and very satisfying. I'm sure you will enjoy it too. Pemberton by Paul White Click on the image for the story.
I've been involved with an anthology that comes out twice a year and sometimes have used revamped old stories, and occasionally brand new ones. The latter is always difficult to come up with a totally new idea. I should plan ahead but always seem to get involved in other things then realise I've left it… Continue reading Dreaming up a Story
A good little story that doesn’t take long to read, and that’s what we all need, especially when the end makes you smile!
Doris danced round the kitchen, her mood lifted. What was this music, that composer who died young, they played it at that concert they went to… Thank goodness for the radio to ease the monotony of kitchen chores. She was having a big tidy up, making space. It was just as well her son and his family were not coming straight to her after flying in from the USA. Their delayed annual holiday was starting with a further two week delay in quarantine at an air bed or b&b; for the best really, she had managed to avoid getting English Covid, she didn’t want to get American Covid. Cassie next door would help her order a big shop next week, though goodness knows what the children’s likes and dislikes would be this year. The top cupboards would have to stay untouched, Doris had not used her stepping stool since lockdown…
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by Karen J Mossman The Adventures of Cassidy Newbold is a collection of short stories. This is the first story in the book. Hampstead Heath was beautiful in the early morning sunlight. The dew sparkling on the grass gives it a magical appeal. The ground was elevated and I could see the city below. People… Continue reading Steps of a Killer
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by Jane Finch A few years ago I decided I would like to keep chickens. However, instead of buying pedigree chickens, I rescued some from a battery farm. I had seen pictures of them kept in small cages, never seeing the light of day, never feeling the sun on their backs, and never feeling the… Continue reading The Chicken Farm
Everybody who loves stories will probably have grown up with fairy tales. I know I did. A lot of the famous authors we know and love today are fans of fairy tales. This includes the likes of C.S. Lewis, Terry Pratchett, and J.R.R. Tolkien. In fact, Charles Dickens said that fairy tales kept him ever… Continue reading Fun facts about Fairy tales
Love short stories, which is of course what this blog is all about!
This is the shortest story from ‘Tales of Crime & Violence‘, (Volume 1) which falls into the ‘Violence’ category… but not how you may initially think… which is all part of what these books are about.
I pulled the car to a halt, two wheels on the grass verge and switched the engine off.
Immediately the engine died the radio seemed dreadfully loud.
So strange the way you get used to the noise of a running engine. The way your mind cancels out the rhythmic growling.
I wondered if it was always that; way if we have the ability to disregard repetitive or intrusive sounds?
I mean, did the cavemen do such? Was there a need? Maybe during a storm or a gale, they could close their ears to the sound of the howling winds or the consistent noise of heavy rainfall…
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by Suzi Albracht I have had experiences with ghosts and the paranormal all my life. I have heard voices, seen apparitions, and felt their cold touch on my flesh. This ghost story is one I will never forget because it was the one time a ghost wrapped his cold, gnarled fingers around my throat. I… Continue reading Cold Fingers