Pete Hartley: sometime dramaturg, perennial scribbler
Chapter 4 The door to 13A Bohemia Way was usually closed but never locked. This was because the key had long been lost and the bolts had been extracted from their barrels. They were somewhere, in one of the cupboards in one of the rooms, though no-one knew which cupboard in which room. There was … Continue reading Telescopic Titus
Chapter Three Nudge did not appear the next day, which was Sunday, 12th October 1969. Neither did she show up at college on the Monday. No-one knew where she was but Geraldine Garter said that was perfectly normal. No-one ever knew where Nudge was, even when she was there. Nathaniel was curious, then concerned, then … Continue reading The dogs of door
Nathaniel pushed his nose hard against the seam of his anorak hood, and inhaled deeply through his nostrils. The fabric flexed like a post-coital bat’s heart.
A short story of long ago.
The garden speaks continuously, day and night. It has spoken since long before it was enclosed ninety years ago, and it will never stop unless it becomes concreted ground. Even then it will speak again; just give it time. It has always been heard, we hear it all every day and read it continuously, but its messages are not conveyed. They remain within us.
A review of a new free collection of short stories published by Lancashire Libraries.
A warning for drivers using the M61 motorway.
The twelve paths of the unspoken garden do not go anywhere but lead everywhere They go to places that do not exist.
The Talents of Mr McGarrigle There's the unique; then there's the resplendently unique; and then there's the regeneratively unique. The latter kind of uniqueness is one that continuously reforms itself without losing the integrity of its unparalleled state. The Talents, a work of literature by Carl McGarrigle, is one such creation. Here's the elevator pitch … Continue reading Tick-Wok
Bracken rules the carrion roost. He’ll hide any cadaver. He’ll launder immoral earnings. He’ll raise an army. He’ll muster rebels. He’ll occupy territory.
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