Category: Reality goes out to lunch
The Ghost Forest
“Start from the top, Corporal Burgess. You, along with Troopers Day, Adams and Collins were, as per your orders, on patrol out towards Hill 19.” “Yes, sir.” “When Trooper Day suddenly called a halt, apparently having spotted something of note to the northwest.” “Indeed, sir.” “And then he claimed that the trees approximately two hundred…
Seeing Through The Wire Skin
“Sidney?” the upper-class Dublin accent broke into Sidney’s thoughts, causing him to mentally kick himself at the fact that somebody had managed to walk up behind him in spite of the mirror that ran behind the bar. The man who addressed him from his left was taller and thinner than himself, with slicked-back blonde hair.…
Stop Poking Meee!
Aidan slowly reached for the cup and saucer that lay about a foot away from him on his left, well within the field of vision provided by his remaining eye. He wasn’t sure of the exact distance any more, not since the last month. Just as his left hand was about to close around the…
Short story compilations
I have about 30 stories in the Connacht Disaster Zone series, and a lot of them share common themes or an overarching narrative. So, I’ve decided that I might as well combine them with some appropriate artwork. All of these will be available via a new page, and here’s the first one. An unsanctioned laboratory…
Big Head Mode is not conducive to effective scouting
It was just another day west of the settlement known as Claddaghduff. The daystar remained hidden behind overlapping streaks of clouds, the wind that blew off the sea was biting cold, and the waves that lapped at the shore kicked up an awful spray that made the skin raw. The natives were at best indifferent,…