Thoughts of pigeon, whilst perched upon pipe and enlightened by gas leak. Time was important. Well, as a segment of general relativity, time is often considered to be important; It is, depending on the perspective, a metaphysical anchor of progressive conscious that science hopes to be used in measurement of a day: thus, keeping clock … Continue reading Thoughts of a Pigeon
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It’s Hard To Take a Wrong Turn On a Ladder
'Where'd you go Nigel?' Harlow yelled out while looking out toward the infinitely spiralling network of ladders that encompassed her newly designed A8-2340 grain silo. Tense with apprehension, she had been waiting for nervously for the test graining process of her new silo and was worried about how explosive it would be when compared to … Continue reading It’s Hard To Take a Wrong Turn On a Ladder
A Walk Around Trugala Station
‘You may not know this, but every goat in Australia is orientated by nautical terms.’ Walking past a ramshackle gate without fence, the old farmer, known as Noel, placed his boot up on a shin-high post and looked off into the flat of a long-stretching horizon, ‘clerical error I heard, way back in the seventeens … Continue reading A Walk Around Trugala Station
Balendup 1642-AM
The following transcript is a brief excerpt of Balendup 1642-AM’s weekend morning show.As it is a recent legislative requirement for all radio broadcasts in Balendup to be logged by stenographer, the transcript is presented here, unedited and without omission.You have been warned. [Song ends] Well Good day to you Balendup. Sure is bright out there this … Continue reading Balendup 1642-AM
Up Round the Chamber of Damned Souls
‘There are snakes in his blood my dear!’ Miska the alchemist danced through the room with a flurry of unexpected jerks and shudders. ‘I see them under the skin, twisting in the veins of this poor lad; Kara om shi-la-la, they simply must be removed’ Her wild eyes widened with unfocused intensity, looking to almost … Continue reading Up Round the Chamber of Damned Souls
The Failed Cultist IV: The end of the world
‘That’ll be 50 cents love.’ ‘Thanks Hazel’ said Marla as she took the carton of milk off the counter and dropped some change into a salvation army donation box. Nodding goodbye in her turn to leave the mopy 27 year old immediately became entangled in the bakery’s red and green fly curtain and fell outside … Continue reading The Failed Cultist IV: The end of the world
Probably wash your hands
And then it appeared.Small ringlets of matted fur tangled into a single clump of dirt. Knot upon knot tangling into something that couldn’t have been done intentionally. At first I thought it to be a discarded scrap of hessian, maybe half a bag of potatoes that someone left out in the sun. But as it moved, … Continue reading Probably wash your hands
The Battle Of Balendup Creek 1925
A small collection of mourners gathered, during the early hours of Tuesday morning, in silent vigil to remember the largely unknown skirmish that took place near a small creek bed in the Belandup local park.The creek (Unnamed) is a quaint rivulet, leading to a duck pond, and has historically made the short walk to Belandup … Continue reading The Battle Of Balendup Creek 1925
Balendup Golf Links
This handbook was created to give the new player, and those who drink to forget, information on the Balendup links golf course.The course is tended by survivors of the community garden and is notable for its many hazards replacing the greens and fairways of the course’s 10 holes. Hole 1 – Demon bluffPar: 6Distance: 81mHazards: … Continue reading Balendup Golf Links
Balendup Community Garden
Horror is a thing you can’t watch, terror a thing that you can never look away from…flowers are terror-ific. Ohhiya! Welcome to the Balendup community garden, the biggest community garden in the extended shire of Balendup (no matter what the rotary club keep putting up on that HORRID sign of theirs)…..anyway! At the Community garden, … Continue reading Balendup Community Garden
Sunday Short Stories 