Raymond G. Taylor
Bio
Raymond G Taylor is an author based in Kent, England.
Stories (93/0)
Yep, it's WITCHING HOUR folks
For the latest reviews I have gone off-grid with a rundown of some brilliant spooky, scary, ghostly, ghoulish, shock horror, witchery and devilry stories, poems and flash fiction. All collected together by the wonderful and talented authors of the Writers Unite! Facebook group. A great read from 22 brilliant writers including yours truly. You will also find a lot of other super short stories on the WU! site along with details of what the group is about and how to join. Most of the stories in the WU! Witching Hour are written from word or picture prompts and include 100-word drabbles, other flash fiction, poems, and short stories up to 5,000 words. Something for everyone here and there are six parts. Here’s my review of Part One and watch this space for others coming soon. Or just go read them all. If like me you love a spooky short read, you will not be disappointed. Oh, and if you like this review, please leave a comment at the end of the page to let me know. Likewise, if you would like me to review one of your works in a future episode of my weekly reviews slot.
By Raymond G. Taylor7 months ago in Journal
Deeper into the forest
As she continued to bask in the watery winter sunshine, Elha the she-wolf, rested. For some time, she slumbered, half asleep but alert to any change in sounds or scents. She was vaguely aware of the sound of crows squabbling and of the tall trees creaking and rustling in the winter breeze. The sun was falling in the sky and dipping toward the horizon. The late winter dusk gathered as the cold surrounded her and spurred her into action. She could rest no longer, dreams or no dreams. She must move on.
By Raymond G. Taylor7 months ago in Fiction
A macabre profession
I crept into the crypt intent upon a grim and grizzly task. Having scaled the walls of the cemetery after darkness and prized open the door to the vault, I crouched just inside, silently waiting and listening for any movement outside. I could hear nothing but the wind in the distant trees and saw no sign that my nocturnal visit had been noticed. Leaving the door open a fraction, I cautiously covered the crack with my coat before lighting a small dip and venturing further inside. I did not want any patrolling rozzer to look through the graveyard gates and notice a flickering light from within.
By Raymond G. Taylor8 months ago in Fiction
Learning to fly
It was a crisp Autumn afternoon as I drove past the airport building and around to the side road where the private aircraft were kept. Biggin Hill Airport is a former RAF base just outside of London and you could still see some of the wartime barracks and the airmen’s chapel beside the more modern air terminal. I wasn’t interested in any of that. I was there for a flying lesson. My first ever flying lesson. An 18th birthday present from Mum and Dad.
By Raymond G. Taylor8 months ago in Fiction
This week's reviews ONE
I love to review books and love to read short stories. To date, I have only reviewed books but I thought it would be nice to have some brief reviews of a few of the wonderful short stories posted here. There are so many to choose from that I have simply chosen some recent ones and given my own one-liner views. Please don’t take my word for it, though, go visit the authors and check their stories out for yourself. Please leave encouraging comments. While you are at it, please take a look at some of my stories and do let me know what you think. I write on a wide range of subjects, themes, and genres. Just for fun, I have included one of my 100-word stories, or drabbles, at the end of this review. Please let me know what you think.
By Raymond G. Taylor8 months ago in Journal
Dark clouds gather - part two
Continued from part one: As Spaemann arrived home, he saw the jeweled case lying on the table, his black cat, Trinity, curled up before it. The ornate tooled-leather case was a thing of great beauty, adorned with swirling silverwork of breathtaking artistry and encrusted with every shade of gemstone. He marveled as he lifted the lid to reveal the Sword of Avalon.
By Raymond G. Taylor8 months ago in Fiction
This week's reviews FOUR
Each week (or whenever I feel like it) I review a choice selection of some of the best fiction and other short stories and episodes to be found in Vocal communities. If you would like me to review one of yours, please let me know by commenting at the end of this article.
By Raymond G. Taylor8 months ago in Journal
