Short Stories, the little essay on street life that was born out of my wanderings in South America during 2010 and appears on my website, has found a new window to escape in the wild. A version of it was published last week and it can be found online at F8 Magazine.
Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short stories. Show all posts
Thursday, 1 March 2012
Thursday, 1 July 2010
Short Stories (to be told).
Brave blonde with braces and the glass-eyed waiter.
How a prawn stew can make you a pimp.
It's not 4-1, it's 0-0.
Burning cars and pop-corn.
On midget dermatologists and sharp scalpels.
How much?
When possessed, wear white!
One-armed taxi driver in a hurricane.
Followed by suspiciously suspicious drunks.
Blind barber with Parkinson's.
Smugglers, dogs and cheeseburgers.
Good evening, oral sex?
Beef and Pineapple; or The Balcony.
Plastic chairs.
Always know your wife's name.
Dropped your egg? Here's another.
How to grill cheese with a DVD case.
Bats, cigars and headless chickens.
Monkeys for breakfast.
Don't shave that!
How a prawn stew can make you a pimp.
It's not 4-1, it's 0-0.
Burning cars and pop-corn.
On midget dermatologists and sharp scalpels.
How much?
When possessed, wear white!
One-armed taxi driver in a hurricane.
Followed by suspiciously suspicious drunks.
Blind barber with Parkinson's.
Smugglers, dogs and cheeseburgers.
Good evening, oral sex?
Beef and Pineapple; or The Balcony.
Plastic chairs.
Always know your wife's name.
Dropped your egg? Here's another.
How to grill cheese with a DVD case.
Bats, cigars and headless chickens.
Monkeys for breakfast.
Don't shave that!
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