Widely spanned drops of rain fell languidly upon the hedge-lined main street of Hobley Road; usually bustling shops lying restful in the early dawn-light. Dotted and personable, the Cafés of this street became illuminated, setting their al fresco milk crates and tables upon the pavement; an easterly wind rustling the newspapers left upon doorstep and … Continue reading Hobley Rd. Nursery Supplies
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Morning’s Humour
‘What would you say the standard measurement of milk is?’There was a depth to the seemingly innocent question that threatened to upend the sanity of the so recently begun shift term. Seconds passed as Neil tried to internalise the question. ‘Governed by who?’ he asked, warned about engineer Cuddy’s hypotheticals and wary of an argument that … Continue reading Morning’s Humour
On Departing Night
The night was settled.With head drooped and sandy-eyed, the final hours of the dwindling year made themselves ready for the coming of morning, a low-dimmed lonely moon at rest upon the horizon, soft slow drifting clouds underlined with sliver as the windless night exhaled. Suburbia’s dotted hills began slowly switching off their lights, the fading … Continue reading On Departing Night
A Short Hike in Lundra
The rain tumbled down, drenching the over-soaked trail and casting a cloud over the decision to have a picnic.It was a bothered kind of rainfall, a cascade of laundry-flooded sheets that billowed and blanketed across the embattled countryside, rolling down hills and valleys so torrentially that the land was water-logged passed the point of etymology.Trudging … Continue reading A Short Hike in Lundra
And So It Was That A Line Did Then Appear In The Sky
Happy 2024 spooky season! 👻Just a quick note that this is a horror short. ~ Drawn as if by a razor, a scar, segmented and pure, was slashed across the faultless blue of that summer’s morning, the darkness hanging weightlessly above the city below.What could we do but watch? What could we do when a … Continue reading And So It Was That A Line Did Then Appear In The Sky
Balendup Video Rentals
‘Well, that was ominous.’ Across the duality of times spent working or left in waiting for work to end, the final rostered hour of Balendup’s lone video shop had long maligned the attention span of the store’s most adjacently-dedicated staff members.Too late to put on a good horror movie and too early to put on … Continue reading Balendup Video Rentals
Knocker McArdle
Come closer me fellow for the chill of the winter makes tired work of telling a tale and I’ve been at rambling since the first blossom be bloomed—or should I say, so as long as the unspeakables be left unmentioned.The name’s Andy, Andy deHands, and it appears that we’re due to be acquainted, such are … Continue reading Knocker McArdle
The Balendup Library Running Club II
And so, the four then became five.From terrified apologies to the vacuuming of the library lobby, Marla had rejoined the Balendup Library Running Club and the introduction of the ominously dusty Andrew to her fellow club members had both commenced and then slowly passed. The grey air was heavy outside as the languid shadow of … Continue reading The Balendup Library Running Club II
A Station on Distant Morning
Cuddy peered into the gloom of their lantern-dim headlights and wondered if it was still safe to drive.The sun had risen recalcitrantly as the engineer left repeating station that morning, and the hasty approach of oncoming night had brought with it a vast blanket of snow spanning far beyond the fields of tussock and mire. … Continue reading A Station on Distant Morning
🎾 The Balendup Open
“Below is a short excerpt of the Balendup Oval local tennis tournament, originally broadcast on the nineteenth of September (1991) by Balendup AM. As all AM broadcasts are legally mandated to be recorded by a stenographer, we are able to present this now declassified document in its original format without further context. -Mel Harris, the … Continue reading 🎾 The Balendup Open
Sunday Short Stories 