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DÉJÀ POO
I STOPPED MID-MOTION while putting the garbage from the aftermath of the barbecue in the bin. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and something akin to a cold shiver washed over me from head to toe. This wasn’t the first time. In fact, it happened every time I had a déjà vu experience. This one was a subset of those experiences. I called it jokingly, déjà poo: the strong feeling that this shit had happened before. I paused to analyse this feeling of familiarity. Read More …
A Joke care of Skubabill
A big thanks to Skubabill for providing a great laugh during Shutdown.
Stay safe and well, everyone. Read More …
AUDIO: Barbara Gets Shelved
Hi One and All,
This post is us – Van1 and CTC – narrating one of our collaborative works: Barbara Gets Shelved.
There is no visual component, though we have since figured out how to do that so for any forthcoming audios of our works we can add images.
Let us know your thoughts as to whether you’d like to have us narrate any more of our stories, and which ones.
Or perhaps you’d like to send through some questions we could answer, or perhaps interview each other with. Read More …
THE WILL
I looked around the room at all the sad, tearful faces present. I wasn’t surprised at all by their grief. My husband, Dave, had been a terrific father, successful businessman, great supporter of our community, and a loyal friend. Read More …
A LITTLE LEVITY
A Little Levity to keep us laughing while our world is in Shutdown.
Stay safe and well. Read More …
The Glory Hole
OKAY, I’LL ADMIT, maybe it wasn’t the most sensitive thing I could have said to my wife, “Um, if you’re never going to feel like it, um, do you mind if I go elsewhere? I promise to be discreet.” Read More …
IF YOU TRULY LOVE ME: Chapter 03 Holly’s Words
UPDATED EPILOGUE
MY CELL BOUNCED off the bed from where I’d thrown it and landed with a thud on the floor. I walked around the far side, initially intending to pick it up but as I looked down at its blank screen it became the focus of my rage and I kicked it instead. It skidded under the bed. I left it there. What was the point of retrieving it? David was refusing to talk about anything but divorce. Read More …
IF YOU TRULY LOVE ME: Chapter 02 Sophie’s Words
AS I SIPPED my wine, a nice Shiraz from the Hunter Valley region, I did a leisurely look around at my new colleagues. The company appeared to be just as the lovely Holly Prescott had described at my initial interview: a relatively small boutique publishing outfit that fostered a family feel. The fact they’d organized a small welcome party for me that included the spouses and significant others of the employees backed up her claim. Read More …
IF YOU TRULY LOVE ME: Chapter 01 David’s Words
WITH MY WIFE KNEELING before me, I didn’t care that the curtains were open, revealing the pitch-black night sky. I didn’t care that any passer-by could see me, could see us. Let them. Let them see me in rapture. It had been so long. Read More …
ANOTHER LOVE: FINAL JUSTICE
Kevin McDonald stood impatiently at the arrivals concourse at Chicago’s O’Hare airport waiting for his little brother to arrive from LA. During a scan of the faces of the incoming passengers he caught sight of his reflection in a pane of glass and realised that he looked as haggard as he felt. He’d only managed about four hours sleep in the two nights since the email had arrived from his father. The email that proved the estrangement he’d felt for years toward, not only his father, but his little brother, was based on a lie. The feelings of guilt, remorse, and a terrible sadness for the lost years that could never be retrieved, was eating him alive. Read More …