Stories

For almost a whole day, Jonah doesn’t really believe it. This isn’t the way people die. Not in real life. Not in suburban Greater London. People get hit by buses, they die in car crashes, they get sick—cancer, liver failure, heart disease. They don’t get stabbed walking home from a party with their lover.

Marcus manages his stressful life by being in control of, and on top of, everything at all times, including his lover, Jacob. But everything becomes just a little bit too much when Marcus has to deal with his dying father, the man who made his childhood a living hell, and in the end there's only one person Marcus can turn to. Contains gratuitous swearing. Part 2 of The F*cking Trilogy.

This is NOT a story!

This is part of my Writing Therapy.

I really don’t recommend anyone reading it.

It’s rubbish and probably should be deleted.

Some secrets, one should keep till they are in the grave. Eddie Olsen, a 29-year-old single man, and Manager of a local Starbucks finds out why in a terrifying fashion, one Halloween Night.

Eric is a shattered man, and this group session is his first step toward healing. Will it help him, or hurt him? Only time knows.

Modern gay life is hard enough, with homophobia, bar culture and dysfunctional relationships, but how do you navigate it carrying the baggage of the ex-gay movement?

Chris was involved with an ex-gay organisation as a teenager, after a breakdown he broke away from them. Now, as an adult, Chris is trying to live as an out gay man but the baggage of his past keeps pulling him back.

So often the damage does not stop when the abuse does.

This six-part story asks how does someone come to terms with the aftermath of the ex-gay movement.

Some men are better than others. I don't fit into that category

Poetry - free Style, no meter

I used to be like you. I used to think that the zombie apocalypse would be kinda fun and exciting. I secretly hoped it would happen like everyone else. But that’s because, like you, I thought it would be like all the videogames or movies or books. Let me tell you one thing though: It’s not even close.