Rough Draft – Scene from Chapter 3 They were headed to the Barracks when Bob took over the van’s radio “Major?” She pitched her voice to be heard by the car microphone “Go ahead, Technician” “Be advised that the Book Room have requested redeployment to legal offices 54 Eastbourne Street, It’s a support role withContinue reading “Working Title: Domesday excerpt 2”
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Sunset to Midnight
A car light flared through the gauzy curtain of the motel room, he started. Heart thumping, he dragged in a shaky breath and lit another cigarette. Colour was leeching from the sky towards dusk. They’d destroyed the room together the day before, stripping clothes and breathless. When they had burst back into the room atContinue reading “Sunset to Midnight”
Working Title: Domesday excerpt 1
Chapter 1 She fell in to the desk chair and looked around, the old scratched desk looked like it had survived all three world wars and it most likely had. Folders, book, bits of paper and post-its covered 90% of its surface, there was a mug in a corner that looked like it was readyContinue reading “Working Title: Domesday excerpt 1”
Pre-loved
She walked through the door. The shop was musty, pungent with smell of time. She breathed it in, taking her away from the crisp brittle autumn brightness. The unmade sense of the world, the time that hadn’t been lived yet. She walked without direction, touching fabric, caressing folds of denim and silk. She loved thisContinue reading “Pre-loved”