EX/WHI :: Part Nineteen

Previous Part :: Next Part If he says so himself, this is a damn fine job. Putting down the black marker, Chris stands back to admire the completed, joint work. Massive expanse of wall is packed with two people’s reasoned observation, allowing moment of expectation that now completed, the aliens could yet wipe the whole … Continue reading EX/WHI :: Part Nineteen

EX/WHI :: Part Eighteen

Previous Part :: Next Part She dreams of their child, created by aliens. Foetus grows in an opaque, circular space, suspended mid-air, culmination of this bizarre experiment. A child is ‘born’ from her egg and Chris’ sperm, no worries in subconscious that part of this equation is impossible to complete. Unseen beings are not bound … Continue reading EX/WHI :: Part Eighteen

January Short Story :: Conjoin

This story was first serialised in 31 daily parts via the @AlternativeChat and @InternetofWords Twitter feeds at 9am and 4pm GMT respectively. It is now reproduced in a complete form, a number of small edits and corrections made to improve narrative flow and maintain correct continuity. WARNING: This story deals with adult themes and should, … Continue reading January Short Story :: Conjoin

Iron

Yesterday, after an awful lot of sorting and rearranging, I picked the project I'll be using for serialised content later in the year. https://twitter.com/AlternativeChat/status/953996368963690496 Ironically, the project has already seen the light of day here but was never finished: mostly because it was never a complete work to begin with. I was foolish and thought … Continue reading Iron

Still Alive

My mini break seems a lifetime away, it must be said, after the last week, but I am now almost in a position to feel organised again. As a result, here's the changed layout to the Website week as a result of the leaves on my Gym walk already beginning to change colour. It may … Continue reading Still Alive

Pulp Fiction

Its been a while, my friends, since fiction was spoken about in these parts. It is not like I've lost the urge to tell stories, just that life has decided there were other, more pressing matters that needed to be considered first. Now they are out of the way, it is time to sit down … Continue reading Pulp Fiction

The Closing of the Year

I don't recall being this optimistic at a year end for a very long time. Perhaps it is the understanding that, after many years, death and failure no longer frighten me. What is of greater concern is that I won't get everything done in the timescales that are available. There needs to be organisation, planning and … Continue reading The Closing of the Year