Ash Helmond
Bio
Australian in her late (late, late, late) twenties who thinks in short stories, day dreaming her desk job away.
Stories (7/0)
Double Trouble
It's Gemini season and you know what that means - chaos, calamity but most importantly cocktails! This time of year usually means you are the focus and life of the party, and this year will be no different, but when attending events, take with you a sense of wariness, for the company you keep may not be who you think they are.
By Ash Helmond3 years ago in Futurism
If The Shoe Fits
The annual work ball was never something Charlie looked forward to. It was unnecessary, in his opinion, to get dressed up just to drink overpriced alcohol and eat tiny arrangements of olive tapenade on stale bread. If he had his way, he wouldn’t attend at all. He had been guilted into joining the festivities this evening under the promise of a blind date.
By Ash Helmond3 years ago in Humans
Prized Bottle
Jo strode into the bottle shop, her target clear in her mind. There was a certain bottle of Merlot she had to get to. As she approached her objective, a shape moved into her peripheral vision. A hand reached from her right side aiming for the last bottle of Chateaux Marsau.
By Ash Helmond3 years ago in Humans
Second Hand Threads
The op shop was the only place in Myrtle Creek that 13 year old Maisie Becks cared about. A world of wonder stood before her every time she stepped through the beaded curtain and breathed in the warm, comforting smell of possibility. Not knowing what she would find each time was pure magic to Maisie.
By Ash Helmond3 years ago in Humans
