Mythology Workshop 2 – Demeter’s Feast

This piece was written for the Mythology Workshop over at the 13th Floor Paradigm. The task was to pick a mythological figure and a recipe suitable for that figure, and weave the recipe into the story. Demeter, the goddess of the corn and the harvest, seemed a promising subject. Here’s what I came up with…Continue reading “Mythology Workshop 2 – Demeter’s Feast”

Flash Fiction 5 – There was a strange smell coming from the refrigerator

There was a strange smell coming from the refrigerator. At first Hank thought it was a piece of pizza, but he moved the old jars around and found nothing. Not that it was likely he’d forget a piece of pizza. Hank took a can of beer over to his favourite chair, sat himself down andContinue reading “Flash Fiction 5 – There was a strange smell coming from the refrigerator”

Flash Fiction 4 – You’ll never want to leave

“I never want to leave,” Janey said, resting her head on her husband’s shoulder. “Stay here forever?” Stan smiled, keeping his eyes on the road, “That’d be nice.” For the last month the couple had been traveling across Western Australia. They’d driven through the mysterious Pinnacles desert, climbed the red-rock canyons of the Kalbarri Gorges,Continue reading “Flash Fiction 4 – You’ll never want to leave”

Flash Fiction 3 – “I did NOT murder my wife.”

“I did NOT murder my wife,” the email began. Roger stared nervously at the screen of his laptop. The email continued with various expletives, insults as to his writing ability, suggestions he might try another career, and then, the final sentence. “I demand you take this garbage down immediately. Derek.” It wasn’t fair. Roger wasContinue reading “Flash Fiction 3 – “I did NOT murder my wife.””

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”

Flash Fiction – 1. Bits

It started just after she bought the new storage boxes for her bedroom. A shiny bit of clear plastic-like material was lying on the floor. It must have come off the boxes, Helen thought, as she picked up the bit and threw it away. She hadn’t noticed where the boxes were made. In some low-costContinue reading “Flash Fiction – 1. Bits”