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The tree stands on a mound at the top of the hill. From this vantage point it has views out across the fields and down towards the lonely row of houses that make up the village. Up there it’s possible to see everything. There’s nothing that goes unobserved. It’s form, silhouetted against a backdrop of
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It had taken four days to arrive, the snow. During that time, he could smell it coming. The air was different. Cleaner, clearer, more a texture than a smell. A prickle in his nose and throat that made him feel alert and slightly on edge. He would stand outside and breathe it in, sensing its
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JULY They’re in my street, filming my home, which I guess was inevitable. The first thing I notice though is the grass. It’s all yellow and dry and it makes the house look pale. I’m surprised at how quickly it’s deteriorated. When I lived there I made sure the lawn was green. The same as
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Another short short entry in the monthly competition I participate in online. This one actually garnered the most votes which was cool. Funnily enough though, when I read it now I find it a bit contrived and sentimental. Anyway, the theme in June was “If Only” and this was my take on it… ***** I
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I’m currently taking part in a little writing group online that sets a monthly challenge to write a story of 200 words or less on a set theme. Each month we vote on the best one and the winner gets to pick the next month’s topic. The first topic was (appropriately enough) entitled “The First
