Spelling Bee
Carlyle sat outside the Writing Recruitment Centre, known colloquially as Work Centres. They were giving spelling tests as a warm up for the National Spelling
Category: Prose
Between Calendars And Diaries
Strung between calendars and diaries. It was a lie that Reality Engineers had to first craft a mini-universe from a haiku, but they had to
Book Wyrms
They’d been storing it between the pages of an old book. They’d been hiring poets and prose writers back then – ones that they could
Unscripted
A beacon activates deep in the Unscripted Realms. He can’t find the words – they are jammed up in his throat, and it looks like
Storming The Library
He bent over the book, cracked it open, broke its spine, and started to go to work on the meat of it. It wasn’t pretty,
A Light Bulb
‘There’s an antique shop that I used to go, and I am not sure I can find it anymore.’ ‘What do you mean, Thomas? Did
The Sew Age
They put the liberal against the wall and shot them. There were reports that this man had been collaborating with journalists, and that they had