Category Archives: Short Prose
The Inescapable Game
Jack could not escape. This was his fate. Giving up now was not an option. The room felt stuffy, enclosing. Trying to break his concentration. Only a small lamp at the side of the room provided any light. It was … Continue reading →
Stationary
It’s past midnight now. The station is deserted; the only sound is the haunting flap of a pigeon’s wings. My train to Manchester cancelled, I’m forced to stay here until the next one. I feel I should text Luke to … Continue reading →
The Woman (A tale of Simon William Smith)
Tom, Dan, Mel and Francesca – this is the next installment in what is becoming the ‘Simon William Smith Saga’ This is what happens when Simon has a conversation with someone else! Simon William Smith tensed the muscles in his arm … Continue reading →
The Life of Simon William Smith
This is based on (but is a reimagining of) the original tale of Simon William Smith! Simon William Smith lived a life that was predictably ordinary. He was the Junior Under-Secretary at the Department of the Environment, a job which he … Continue reading →
Something Different
(Note: This would hopefully be just the start of something longer, and not just this in its entirety) I had not known what to expect when I saw him, standing there, towards the horizon, looking off into the distance with … Continue reading →
A challenge from the creative writing tutor: “Waking up like a Frenchman”
Anthony woke up. His eyes seemed to take a while longer to do the same. As the world phased into view, an unimaginable headache took over all his sensations and faculties. At this point, Anthony regretted those last few glasses … Continue reading →
A Force of Nature
I glance towards the horizon, the sea breeze whipping my hair. The sea mist catches at my clothes, tiny salty droplets, almost invisible until you start to walk and then wonder why your coat is damp. The pebbles crunch underfoot, … Continue reading →
The Lost Tale of Ronald Reagan
Written as part of a ‘dialogue’ exercise at Creative Writing Society! The parts in brackets were removed as part of the exercise, but I’ve put them back in for the purposes of the story here! They don’t really change anything! … Continue reading →
Untitled Fragment
This piece was submitted anonymously, but unfortunately again came without a title (I think that’s a problem with our form which I am going to correct – JB) There was a moment of almost-silence; all that could be heard was … Continue reading →
A Work of Art
This was a piece written last year for my portfolio work, enjoy! She put down her quill and looked at her work. There. It was done. Complete. Finished. She examined the parchment from both angles, leaning both this way and … Continue reading →
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