Curfew and road blocks paint a bigger picture in this short story that’s classic in set up: a set time and space, two to three characters and a hurdle to overcome. Sadly, despite high stakes (there’s a bayonet, there’s a gun, there’s a crime) the story doesn’t punch in the stomach.
short story collection
Way way back I had started following Lesley on Twitter. Can't even remember how and why anymore. I had been...READ MORE
Raise hands, who was thinking it was about birds? It is, until it isn’t anymore. Instead we get painted a...READ MORE
A boy is sent to a prophetess to get a bottle of tap-waterblessed, so it may cure her from whatever illness...READ MORE
A golden lorry is lowered from the skies and people crowd the streets to see what’s happening. The wise, the...READ MORE