Tag Archive: Creative Writing

TONIGHT YOU’RE FIGHTING A BEAR – A SHORT STORY BY SIMON NAGEL

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“You’re in for it, son,” they told me. “Tonight, you’re fighting a bear.” I’ve never been good for picking up on a joke, so I asked them again. They said they were serious.… Continue reading

THE END OF THE NIGHT – A SHORT STORY BY GERARD MCKEEVER

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It was last orders when the prophet returned. The streets were silent, a Thursday mist creeping off the Solway and up the Nith valley. ‘Warm night for the time of year,’ we kept… Continue reading

TENDER CARE – A SHORT STORY BY ELISSA SOAVE

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Gavin parked the car, jumped out and ran to the other side to open Sheila’s door and help her out. ‘Careful now,’ he said, as she eased herself out of her seat, holding… Continue reading

TIBER – PICTURE OF A DROWNED IMAGE – A SHORT STORY BY MAX EEVI

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It was a crisp November morning when Tiberinus Silvius – ninth King of the Alba Longa – fell into the River Tiber. * Preceding Tiberinus’ fall, the river’s name rested naturally as “River”… Continue reading

ANOTHER LITTLE PIECE – A SHORT STORY BY REBECCA SMITH

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‘Are you going into work?’ Helen asked as she fed James in her corner of the couch. ‘It’s only a bit of snow,’ he said. ‘I know.’ She looked down at the baby… Continue reading

SUMMER WEDDING – A SHORT STORY BY ALICE TARBUCK

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It was five years after the wedding that I found the photographs. It was June, well on the way to getting hot, and I was clearing out the shed in the hope of… Continue reading

GIDEON THE IDOL MAKER – A SHORT STORY BY CRAIG BURNETT

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Gideon the Idol Maker ran his hands over the limestone block, pressing his fingertips into its hollows and crevices. The coolness of the rock was a welcome contrast to the heat inside the… Continue reading

ONLY CABLE CAR IN IRELAND – A SHORT STORY BY ROB DORAN

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Harry had come to Ireland. Iris had loved him, married him and left him. It was all over a misunderstanding, but like most misunderstandings it led to greater revelations and an irresolvable rupture,… Continue reading

MARCH OF THE MONOLITHS – A SHORT STORY BY MARTIN CATHCART FRODEN

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Photo: Peter Iain Campbell / http://www.peteriaincampbell.co.uk   There’s a woman standing at the helm TEN of vessel number two and her hair is as black as a coal seam. Her fogged-up eyes are squinting,… Continue reading

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