All Embracing But Underwhelming…

‘Little Boy Lost,’ a horror piece I wrote at the very end of last year, has been rejected by the good people at ‘Flesh and Blood.’ Overall they felt it was a nicely written story with a good idea, but that it did not feel right for the magazine.
     Bless them.
     Now usually polite rejections hide true [...]

I had almost forgotten about these… My submissions to the ‘Little Lytton’ competition.
Contest A:
As its blood washed over me something stirred in my loins, reminding me of the first time Candice, the Irish wolfhound, made love to me.
Contest B:
Yet to no avail, for high above the cityscape Vice-General Balzurg prepared to press the button that [...]

It seems strange, I suppose, that the second post to the blog should be the introductory piece. The former [no longer extant upon this page for metaphysical reasons], a little bit of narrative fluff that happened to me late one night, is a marker, a reminder that fiction is the basis of the factual.
Anyway, I’d [...]