“I’m sorry, sir, but it’s been declined.” “What? No, try it again.” “I have, sir, three times. It’s no longer valid.” Harvey felt his left eye twitch, yet again. It had been doing that for most of the day. He took a deep breath before holding the credit card out again. “It is still valid,”…
If she called, he was going to say yes. That was that. No more thinking or worrying; it would be a simple ‘Yes’. Daniel glanced at his phone. Why the Hell wasn’t she calling? “It’s a slam-dunk, Danny-boy!” That’s what his agent, Colin, had said, through a mouthful of nicotine gum. “Better start packing!” That…
Two on stage, Max and Abbie. The former is around his mid-twenties, and the latter is in her late teens. It should be somewhat apparent that they are in separate rooms, in separate buildings, in separate cities. But, also, they should be free to interact with the whole space, and with each other at any…
The first thing Molly noticed was how empty the bed was. She smiled to herself, shunted over into the middle, then stretched out until her fingers and toes poked out from under the duvet. “That’s better,” she murmured. That was when she remembered the bed shouldn’t have been so empty. She was only briefly worried.…
As he marched down the corridors, tucking his shirt into his trousers, he was joined by another civil servant. “This better be important,” Bolingbroke growled. “I was in the middle of a very important meeting.” Cleves nodded. “Sorry, HoBo,” he said, struggling to keep pace with the older man. “But we’ve got a situation.” “That’s…
Rhys took a deep breath and stared at the screen. He tried to muster every flickering ember of imagination he had, tried to whip them into a furnace that might drive his fingers into action. He knew that what he wrote next would be the clincher; it was the decider between success and failure. It…
They were gathered around the table and, right on cue, they had reached Point Lull. They were all on their third coffee, the doughnut supply had dwindled to just the unpopular custard filled variety, and the only sound that could be heard was the incessant ticking of the clock. It was always this way at…
“Told you to bring a map.” “We don’t need a map.” “We’re lost.” “We are not lost! Just pull it up on Google.” “Are we nearly there yet?” “Google? We’re in the middle of nowhere! What Wi-Fi am I supposed to use?” “Use your gees.” “What?” “You know, three gees.” “3G, is that what you…
Introduction 'In a distant and second-hand set of dimensions, in an astral plane that was never meant to fly, the curling star-mists waver and part . . .'[1] And so it is was, with that sentence, that Sir Terry Pratchett began what would become a forty-one edition long series of best-selling fantasy novels. Beginning in…
The first thing you notice about Hank Elliotts is the immensity of his proportions. I don’t mean that he’s fat, our current diet is keeping that at bay, it’s just that everything about him is big. From his bushy beard, burnt red at the tips, to his eyebrows that seem to dance across his forehead…
