by Dionne | Apr 17, 2012 | Short stories
This piece is one of the weekly exercises for uni. I like posting them here because I kill 2 birds with one stone, so to speak – and yes I know that’s a cliche but I can use one if I want. He sits in the doorway, huddled in a dirty blanket. It is 5 am,...
by Dionne | Apr 15, 2012 | Short stories
Ok, following is a story I’ve written for a flash fiction competition. The rules are that it has to have some sort of faery activity and it has to be less than 350 words. So here’s my effort. Tim hid under the wharf. His parents stood above, he could see...
