The five kilometre hike felt tougher than it was. Pam slogged through the slightly uphill trail. Her head was still not fully clear of the anger, fear and doubt that she had… Continue reading→
Shorts
Longer than Tiny Tales, still quite short
Beach
The rain bothered her. It had been raining, it seemed, ever since she had arrived, three months ago. It felt like she’d lived here forever and the rain had poured down forever…. Continue reading→
Window Pane
It was eight in the morning and the skies had opened up. I sat looking at the newspaper in my hand and the little water droplets forming and rolling down the window… Continue reading→
A sunset and a dream
Fiction A Poetic Start The rays of sleepy Sol, orange and pink and shades of red, shone like a blanket of tulips seen from afar, waving ever so gently, caressed by… Continue reading→
A Hypothetical Scenario
Act I Scene 1 A typical Canadian house, in Erin Mills 1980s style. The HomeOwner used to be bespectacled but has since gone bionic and has eagle vision for distances of up… Continue reading→
Late
It was always an issue. As the world around him moved faster and faster, he found himself later and later. It wasn’t that he didn’t try. He did. He woke up earlier,… Continue reading→
Matchstick
He heard the wail of fire engines racing through the street. He kept walking. As he reached the top of the hill, he got a good view of the village below him…. Continue reading→
Johnny be Dead
It was a dark and stormy night. The wind was high, he didn’t pay it any mind. He had his boots on and he walked on down the hallway. He came to… Continue reading→
Ecks and Vi
Ecks was lonely, they said. Ecks didn’t think so. He was always busy, doing something that most people thought was doing nothing. Jay Ecks was 42 and single and this made people… Continue reading→
The Angler on the Credit
<I met a fisherman on a cold autumn evening by the river side. I was preparing to leave and he was just settling in for a night of fishing. We got talking…. Continue reading→