Vandemonium and CreativityTakesCourage
Welcome to our collection of Short Stories and Politically Incorrect Humour
If I’d known that today would be the last normal day in my life for many months to come, I might have made more effort to stop and smell the roses.
It was near 3:00 p.m. when my secretary came into my office to say there was a man to see me. I stood and walked around my desk as she led him in, but he ignored my outstretched hand. Well, ignored it for a handshake. He took advantage of my stance to thrust an A4 envelope into it with the words, ‘You’ve been served’.
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So much has happened in a few short months that it’s now hard to remember how my doubts started. Let me think back to what happened on that extraordinary, ordinary day.
I remember it was a Wednesday, a Wednesday that started like every other ordinary work day. I left for work at seven-thirty after kissing my wife Julie and giving my two teen sons, Pete and Mick, a squeeze on the shoulder because, apparently, they weren’t babies anymore and therefore were too old for a kiss – their words, not mine – goodbye. Read More …
THE SCENE. It’s a glorious spring day and the educational consultant has walked the Year 11 photography elective class to the local park. Cameras in hand, they’re sitting on the grass in a circle around the professional photographer. Read More …
Monday 10.10 p.m.
I’ll be the first to admit that I have a beautiful life. Read More …
To this day, I don’t know if it was a sigh, a cough, a breath of air stirred up by my husband’s presence, or something on a more psychic level that made me open my eyes. I do recall having an inane, endorphin spurred goofy grin on my face attesting to the success of John’s recent efforts. Read More …
Susan Smith, Susie to her friends, picked up her bag of purchases from the passenger side of the car, shut the door, and headed to go inside through the internal door in the garage to the house. Just as she reached it she looked back, in thought. Read More …
“Hi, Jenny, thanks for coming. I…, I need a friend right now.”
“That’s fine, Mum, exams aren’t for another month yet.” Read More …
“Oh my god, darling. I’d no idea that I’d hit you so hard. How bad is it?” Read More …
IF YOU KNOW how to, all the technology available to the average Josie in the twenty-first century makes private investigators and high-priced surveillance equipment somewhat redundant, especially if your husband, like mine, still lives in the twentieth. Read More …
Hello, it’s me
I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet
To go over everything
They say that time’s supposed to heal ya
But I ain’t done much healing Read More …