Saturday 18 February, 2017
This story was written for a girl called Olivia Angelica who lives in Connecticut, USA.
Olivia always looks for opportunities to help people.
This is self-reader for children aged 8 to 11 or a “read to” for younger children.
Saturday 18 February, 2017
This is a story about a little donkey called Theo who lives in Italy.
Theo liked to run, even in his dreams.
One night he was taken on a long, long journey.
His friend Sheila wanted to know where he had been, what his “Big Secret” was.
This is a “read to” story for younger children or for 6 and 7 year-olds as a self-reader.
If you would like a print copy, get in touch through the website contact form.
Tuesday 14 February, 2017
This short piece of nonsense was a response to a Writers’ Circus challenge.
We were asked to write about an exchange of emails or letters.
After a few false starts, this surreal piece wrote itself.
Tuesday 31 January, 2017
This is a tale of a man who goes out into the gloom of a blustery afternoon in late autumn in search of prawns to make a spicy stir fry. . ..
Recently I came across what turned out to be an older version of this story that was full or errors!
I went at once to this website and read the ‘posted’ version which, while passable, needed improvement.
Here is the revised version.
Tuesday 3 January, 2017
Some time ago I wrote a story called “Driven”, which involved a lady police officer called Gemma Brownlee.
In Driven Gemma was a secondary character.
In Flash Flood she takes centre stage.
Beware, this contains some bad language and references to sex and drugs.
Tuesday 3 January, 2017
This is a story which came from a challenge I set for the Writers’ Circus.
I started out on a quite a different story and then, because I could not get it finished on time, I turned to this.
Where did it come from? No idea.
Let me know what you think?
Tuesday 3 January, 2017
This is a tale based on my father who was variously known as John, Jack and Jock.
The essence of this tale is true. My father was a joker who enjoyed winding people up.
Friday 11 November, 2016
This is a wee tale based on truth. It has haunted me for almost two decades.
It recounts a long-ago train journey.
It contains a particular swear word which is included because it was used and is necessary to convey what happened.
Some of the dialogue is in a Glasgow dialect, which may make it unintelligible to some readers. Sorry.
The story was written to meet a Writers’ Circus challenge - “The Train”.
Some of you who know me will have heard an oral version.
Tuesday 25 October, 2016
This is a wee story about three retired men who meet every week in Jacko’s Hut to do and say what they like, free of comments or interruptions from their wives.
One day they look out of the picture window.
Each sees the same object, but they do not agree what it is.
This version thanks to my son Stuart, who made several helpful suggestions.
Tuesday 27 September, 2016
This is a trilogy of small tales based on a few of my forays into Italy, and the resulting confusion that resulted when I tried to communicate in pidgen Italian.
Thanks again to Kareth Paterson for her editorial improvements.
At least I know one person has read these tales!