Tess was counting down the minutes until she left the graphics company. Things had been weird the past couple of…
Beneath All Of This #6
Tess had made her mind up about Sam, or so she’d thought. She always took the sensible decision that immediately…
Beneath All Of This #5
Tess had always hated Tuesday afternoons. There was always this strange, unfathomable calm about them that suggested something bad was…
Beneath All Of This #4
After a few days of monotonous record shifting and envelope stuffing Tess had had a short spell doing admin for…
Beneath All Of This #3
Tess had spent the past week dodging her co-workers and finding other places to eat her lunch. There weren’t really…
Beneath All Of This #2
It was Wednesday, and the break room smelled of cheese, and curry. Tess imagined that to create a smell like…
Beneath All Of This #1
Tess pressed her palms against her thighs and spread her fingers wide. It was strange, she thought, how her hands…
Well, it’s about time
So, it’s been a while… Not that you might have noticed. I only sort of noticed. Somewhere between writing for…
The Mirror, Malcolm & Me
It’s probably up there with one of the weirdest things that has happened to me. But then when you consider…
Writing, Pain & The Deep Connection
I haven’t written on my blog for a while, which I feel kind of shit about. Because I like to…