Laura and Mrs. Potter’s teeth – Friday Fictioneers
Mrs. Potter was born with problematic teeth, and she was a terrible patient, but on a small island one couldn’t be picky. Steven knew that she had paid for his […]
Mrs. Potter was born with problematic teeth, and she was a terrible patient, but on a small island one couldn’t be picky. Steven knew that she had paid for his […]
She stares with vacant eyes, poised between the urge for syringe bliss and the cold dirge of groping hands. Where did it start, that downhill poison slope? In her pernicious […]
Dave had looked forward to his final day. To leave this hellhole and the revolting people calling themselves friends. To walk out through the door as a free man, diploma […]
We always feel protected from the grey beyond, from wisps of mist that eat at flesh, from curiosity of greener grass. It’s all a lie – you tell us so. […]
La Jolla, May 7, 2014 A major breakthrough in the mystery of the apparent mass suicide among whales seem to have a plausible explanation. Dr Pungent Beach found the reason […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis