Home Delivery

As Gerry Powers turned in at Utopia Crescent and headed down the hill into the cul-de-sac from Hell, as he had come to think of it, his mood of the morning changed. How could a street that housed such a bunch of whingeing bastards be called…

Sad day in Jericho

What happened that day in Jericho would never have been, had his horse not thrown a shoe. The last place on earth, where Zeke Daniels would have cared to spend any time at all, was Jericho. It wasn’t really even a town. It was a crossroads.…

Short stories

I mainly write poetry and have never felt the need to write a novel but I do love writing - and reading - short stories. My idea of a good short story is one that doesn’t get bogged down in detail but introduces a single character or even…