Completed Stories 3 - Stories

Here are poems about spirituality and darkness. These are all personal to me.

Sienna’s never been kissed and she’s perfectly happy with that. Atleast that’s what she tells herself. Then Lauren Newberger comes along and shakes things up. But a happy ending isn’t destined for all.

A winter's night, a piano bar, and a troubled relationship...

When writing the fictionalised biography Camp Echo I had to make choices about what to include and what to leave out. Rather like a director's cut I decided that some of the story omitted deserves its place, for those of you wanting to know more.

A short story about an old man and his grandson. History and sharing.

Immanuel Kant immediately fascinated me, yet this story is not about him, but about how he changed my life.

Actually, it wasn't exactly Kant who changed it, but it was my grandmother's grandmother, who had probably been a witch.

Storms, vicious ones, are not always created by nature. This poem is about a different kind of devastation.

A response to Valkyrie's Guest Prompt #2 a short story of at least 500 words in first person without using the pronoun 'I'

Starting college can be difficult for a lot of people. For LGBTQ youth, it can be particularly difficult. Navigating a new environment and making new friends is a daunting prospect for Taylor, who finds college life isn't quite what they expected.

Most of the residents of Zinkara Rumah have gone Upstairs for Samhain, and Zai finds himself as the stakes in a game of cards between Everyone's-Favourite-Fawn Jahke, and his own mate Tobias. Watching the two former humans play, Zai hopes that his mate will lose, because seeing Tobias anything other than in complete control is a rare treat indeed.
Little does the empathic demon realise what he's let himself in for.