Category Archives: Fiction
One mean-looking putto
One mean-looking putto It was a complete accident. She’d read those twitter threads of people getting locked into bookshops, charity shops, and so on until rescued, and had thought that sounded more like fun than a disaster. Even so, this … Continue reading
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Tagged Annunciation, Artemisia Gentileschi, Capodimonte, Judith and her maid, Naples, Putto
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The Domino Effect
‘Domino cloak, black silk velvet, lined with white silk satin, a little worn at the lower edge, style consistent with circa 1775.’ Vera muttered the words to herself as she lifted the garment out of the trunk that it had … Continue reading
Glamour
‘I think I’ll call you Roo’ she said, as she twirled her fingers through his greying black beard. He just nodded, astonished that after all the uproar over the past few days such a glamorous woman had knocked at his … Continue reading
Confidence
Jane looked up as Lizzie wandered over to her desk. She tried not to frown or look disappointed but she knew that this could only mean one thing – Lizzie wanted a chat over her morning coffee and Jane would … Continue reading
Bronze
Clara opened the last cupboard door in her father’s house. Ever methodical she had gone from room to room, drawer to drawer, emptying, sorting and dealing with the contents. It had been just a few weeks since he had died, … Continue reading
Relative
Christmas was going to be a real drag this year, Felicity decided. Mother was coming, which meant that the house was actually going to have to be cleaned for once. Not so much for mother’s benefit as she was mostly … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Life in general, family and otherwise, Uncategorized
Tagged Flashfiction, relative, whimword
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A story for Halloween
As darkness fell the lights across the valley came winking on, showing which houses had people home. There was one stubborn patch of darkness, however, where no-one lived. Or at least, where no-one had lived for a very long time. … Continue reading
Posted in family and otherwise, Fiction, Stumbling through the forest
Tagged bats, darkness, Halloween, October 31st, wildlife
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The Wrong Trouser Leg of Understanding 