I used to be fun And so carefree This isn’t me This isn’t me I used to be fun says the voice in my head But that was…
The room smells of stale alcohol and vomit, but the sun casts a beautiful slice of gold across Pete’s fully clothed body as he lies face down on…
“Do you have any photos?” she asks quietly, her mouth half covered by blankets. “Of what?” “My family.” “Why would I have photos of your family?” “I don’t…
It’s been three days since Peter switched on his phone. Occasionally, he puts his hand around it, still in his pocket, where he feels it pulsing, despite its…
How long have they been here? It feels like they’ve always been here. The room is littered with empty coffee mugs, half eaten toast and discarded clothes. It…
He might be wrong, but he’s sure she’s made an effort tonight. Her eyelashes are heavy with mascara, like he remembers from school. Eyes lighter and greener for…
An insistent knocking brings Sonja slowly back to consciousness and she opens her eyes to see an empty vodka bottle about four inches from her face. Head heavy…
“I hope you don’t mind sitting outside,” she says. It’s freezing cold, but he smiles grimly and says, “No, it’s fine.” His heart races in his chest. She…
Peter wakes up instantly wired, knowing it’s too early. Thin morning light streams through the flimsy mesh curtain that is strung across Josie’s window. Every cell in his…
A bell rang and the doors erupted like sliced arteries, dark uniformed bodies spilling out into the sunlight in a surge of human noise, flowing past each other…
She was twenty three when she met Jerry, and she was working in another bar in another busy town in another remote country. Her days were spent sitting…
The car stereo was playing “I wish” by the Longpigs: heartfelt, mournful, full of hope, and I was in the back, my knees jammed up around my chin, my feet on…
David’s life was ruined. Her name was Edie. She blazed into the shop, a burning-white ball of honesty, to find him waiting: a twenty-six year old balding man…
I had a super exciting day today. I met up with a fabulous young model called Ellie Martin and we had a fun hour and a half hanging…
We scooted down to London this weekend to see the Tom Lewis exhibition, which is amazing. If you don’t know anything about Tom’s work, you’re in for a treat and…
Your Loving Arms (Published in Phoenix Magazine) “So, you don’t believe in anything?” She rolls over, pushes herself up on one elbow and applies that look that means…
Some of you may be aware that there’s something rather exciting happening in my life very soon. I’m marrying my partner in crime, life and love, Edward. Organising…
