Flash fiction – Hipster Hunting

Betty didn’t want to go home without seeing a hipster. Betty had spent the previous week visiting Sydney with her husband Merv, seeing the sights and remarking on how much had changed since they had last visited the city. Before they returned to their retirement village on the Central Coast, Betty was determined to goContinue reading “Flash fiction – Hipster Hunting”

Flash Fiction – 2. The Vampire of Ballymorren

Alberto was sitting on a hillside overlooking the west coast of Ireland, admiring his fine lace cuffs, when he spotted a young man on the path below. He was beside him in an instant, “Do you mind if I walk with you, this dark night?” “No worries mate,” the young man replied, adjusting his backpack,Continue reading “Flash Fiction – 2. The Vampire of Ballymorren”