They started everything.
It's a quirky book and it belongs with me.
Whether or not we succeed will to a huge extent depend on how much soul we can pour out. How much we own our songs and our stories. How much we give.
Write a 250-word story without using the letter "e".
'Come here, look! Look!'
When children write, who reads their work?
I have a piece in the Bath Flash Fiction Award anthology.
I distinctly remember the pits of the wee small hours when I thought, damn, I hate this.
The other day I found a handful of old, published micro-fictions that I’d forgotten about.