Douglas is a dragon with a rather unique problem. This short story follows a day in his life where starts on a journey of acceptance of his own unique abilities. Butterfly Dragon “Look Hector, I think our baby’s going to blow his first smoke!” “Come on little one, you can do it!” The little baby … More Butterfly Dragon: A Short Story
Hi there! Please enjoy my latest short story, brought to you by my narrator, Alex, a dude who has unfortunately already died. But much to his dismay, his misfortunes don’t end there… Afterlife Unassigned When Death came for me, I wasn’t ready. I was still fairly young, had no illnesses, wasn’t particularly risky – but … More Afterlife Unassigned: A Short Story
Hi there! Please enjoy my most recent short story. For this piece I wanted to pick upon some historical fantasy themes and ideas without fully committing to the fantasy genre – let me know what you think in the comments below! Silver Coined Coincidences A man sat, nursing his drink in a dark corner. The … More Silver Coined Coincidences: A Short Story
Hi there! Over on my Instagram, I’ve started doing a “Short Story Sunday,” and I thought it would be good to bring that over onto this as well, as mostly I just write poetry. This is a little story that I wrote on the train today, which I hope you enjoy. John looked out the … More The Tunnel: A Short Story
Hey there! In honour of Pride Month, I’ve decided to write a little queer romance for you. If you didn’t know, I am myself bisexual, so this story draws a little on experience, although these are completely fictional characters and events. I hope you enjoy. (and yes, all girls in beanies are cute) ALEX “Hey … More Useless Girls: A Short Love Story
She sits on the opposite side of the bus from me, but I can see her reflection in the window against the backdrop of the night. A beanie resting on the back of her head, black curls escaping over the side of her face, casting shadows over her freckles. She has earphones in, and she … More The Girl on the Bus
My feet make a soft thumping sound on the fluffy surface of the ground; the two-legged ones put this softness here many sunsets ago, and even though it smells now of dust, and the bare feet of my two-legged companions, as well as the tasty treats that the small one spilled everywhere the sunset before … More Scent: A Short Story
Hi there! I hope you enjoy this short story that I wrote this evening. Please feel free to leave a comment with any thoughts you have on this piece, as I always really appreciate feedback! Thanks. The light shimmers in the crisp night air; a sharp coolness that runs its fingers over your skin and … More Ghost: A Short Story
Listen closely, for I am to tell you that which may be your salvation or your curse; follow every word and heed my warnings wisely, and you will find protection from that which haunts you. There are many things that lie, unseen, in the gaps and cracks and corners of the world, that pass, unnoticed, … More The Storyteller: A Short Story
Hi there! Please enjoy this short story – I was going for a more traditional version of fairy tales in which ‘Fairies’ are ancient, dark, and creepy, rather than their more modern interpretation as cute flowery things at the end of the garden. I hope you enjoy! They say the Fae live in these woods. … More The Musician: A Tale
Hi there! Please enjoy this short story – I was trying to make it unsettling without being too explicit in what the threat actually is, but I hope you enjoy reading it regardless. “follow me…” A whisper on the breeze, a sigh through the air, just below the level of conscious thought that makes you … More Follow Me: An Extract
Part 1: https://storygirlblogging.wordpress.com/2018/03/13/memory-an-extract/ Part 2: https://storygirlblogging.wordpress.com/2018/03/25/memory-part-2/ Five friends sit around the table, laughing. Around the room are all the signs that this is their house; the pictures on the walls, the books and DVDs, the general messiness of the place. A bowl of crisps on the table, and a board game; a quiet evening in. … More Memory: Part 3
Hi there! Here’s an extract which I wrote this evening, that I hope you enjoy. I am a leaf in the stream of time, she told me. I am a breath on the eve of thought. It meant nothing to me, the words she said, the phrases she exposed as if they were the secrets … More Freedom: An Extract
Hi there! This is a continuation of a piece I wrote a while back. Part 1 available here: https://storygirlblogging.wordpress.com/2018/03/13/memory-an-extract/ I quickly turn off the sensor to quiet the beeping, and find myself surrounded by an eerie silence. The deserted house stares back at me as I try to think, where to go, what to do, … More Memory: Part 2
Hi there! Please enjoy this latest short extract of mine. “It’s a long way,” he told me, as if I didn’t know. As if that wasn’t the point. “I know.” He looked at me, a slight frown creasing on the weather-beaten skin between his eyebrows. “Long time too. Seven weeks at sea.” He sucked on … More Voyager: An Extract
A Teacup Full of Stories 