although I primarily write novels I do enjoy writing short stories. I have a published collection called An Odd Quartet, I plan on publishing a follow up called 'An Odder Quintet' later in the year.
I mostly write horror related stories, but one that isn't is available free on my blog:
I also have a few more horror related tales you can see there as well.
I also have fun writing drabbles, these are stories that are exactly 100 words long (not including the title). They are a fun challenge trying to put a story in such a small space. There's a bunch of them on my blog:
Lying on my bed and see my room full of clowns. Happy clowns, sad clowns, laughing clowns, even a tall gaunt clown with spindly legs. My mummy thinks I like them and keeps buying me more. I wish I could tell her how much they frighten me. Everywhere I look, I see another clown's face.
One hundred different clowns, none of them the same. I say my prayers with mummy then count them before I sleep. Snuggled in my duvet I count them once again. This time the number comes up short and there's a rustle under the bed.
although I primarily write novels I do enjoy writing short stories. I have a published collection called An Odd Quartet, I plan on publishing a follow up called 'An Odder Quintet' later in the year.
I mostly write horror related stories, but one that isn't is available free on my blog:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/p...
I also have a few more horror related tales you can see there as well.
I also have fun writing drabbles, these are stories that are exactly 100 words long (not including the title). They are a fun challenge trying to put a story in such a small space. There's a bunch of them on my blog:
http://thecultofme.blogspot.co.uk/p/1...
But here's a particular favourite of mine:
Clowns
Lying on my bed and see my room full of clowns. Happy clowns, sad clowns, laughing clowns, even a tall gaunt clown with spindly legs. My mummy thinks I like them and keeps buying me more. I wish I could tell her how much they frighten me. Everywhere I look, I see another clown's face.
One hundred different clowns, none of them the same. I say my prayers with mummy then count them before I sleep. Snuggled in my duvet I count them once again. This time the number comes up short and there's a rustle under the bed.