Through my 20s, I still believed in that future vision, that I could soar in my career and creative ventures, stilettos on, man at side, one child in my handbag …
Tag: new writing
Paper Snowflakes
As the cymbals crashed and the violins swooned, the girls twirled around in white Broderie Anglais dresses, spinning like ethereal wraiths in a momentary merry game. Some were mere girl-lings, …
The perils of an overactive imagination
I've just written a story where the narrator floats between viewpoints of a mad mother, a mentally challenged daughter, a boyfriend with split personalities, the law and a fairytale teller...
What’s in a name?
I had found my tribe amongst London’s club kids and show queens and other such tender renegade types. We all had fantabulous character names that we’d given ourselves, and no …
Phantasmagoria
And once again, she fell. What was left of her once beautiful body disintegrated and began dissolving into the ground like grains of salt. There was nothing of her left...
The Pursuit Of It
The promise of drama hung about him, invisibly though somehow noticeably, breaking up and scrambling random atoms whenever he entered a room...
We are All Mad Here
The receptionist with the pearlised lips was sashaying back over towards him. Her frosty little mouth was moving exaggeratedly. She stood under him by his desk...
