I love writing, and I love sport. So many of my stories will be about sport. But I also love writing fiction too, so there will be short stories, extracts from novels and maybe some scripts and even some poems too.
Forgetting but not gone
He used to be my Dad. As I look at him sat on the sofa I don’t know who he is now. Still looks the same, but I’m not looking at my Dad I’m, looking at the thing that’s killing him. If he thinks, behaves and talks differently, can he be the same person?
It's Okay not to be Okay
A youth work residential trip. Picturesque setting in North Wales. A group of fifteen to seventeen-year olds coming to the realisation that it is possible to enjoy themselves without Wifi. Rock climbing, abseiling, raft building, team challenges, problem solving and games of rounders and casual kickabouts. Long summer days perfect for evening campfires. A great chance to have old fashioned fun, leave all the stresses of the modern world behind, make new friends and allow the true version of themselves to flourish. The previous night this particular trip had taken a sickening turn for the worse.
Searching for Scarlet - Part 4
Chapter 15 Sandi Lords Journal Sun 2nd April This morning Scarlet is out for her run for at least two hours rather than her usual one. When she gets back looking sweaty, red faced and injury free, our conversation goes something like this:
Mightier than the Sword - Part 2
Chapter 7 Six people were in a hotel room in Los Angeles, before that night none of them had met. ‘I guess that leaves me,’ one of the four males of the group said. ‘My name is Don Burton. Listening to you guys introduce yourself and tell your story has been emotional. I wish I could say I had a similarly heart wrenching reason for being here. To be honest though I just love violence, and of course killing people is the ultimate violence, therefore my favourite kind. That really is all you guys need to know about me, so I reckon it’s time for our party,’ Don added then looked at Scott who had arranged the get together.
Searching for Scarlet - part 7
Chapter 27 When they got to the UCLA campus Sabine and Jordan wanted to speak to one man in particular, Professor Hughes. He was in class when they got there, but they were allowed to wait in his office. They only had to wait for about half an hour or so, but it felt like a tortuously long time to both of them, because they were so keen to question him.
Cold - A Murder Mystery
Cold Chapter 1 The Doc was sat in his favourite arm chair, reading through the newspaper reports on the previous day’s baseball games. His relaxing morning was interrupted by a frantic knocking on his front door. After considering ignoring it for a fraction of a second, he made his way slowly to the door, by the time he had reached it there had been another two lots of equally frantic knocking.
Mightier than the Sword - Part 1
Chapter 1 In an English prison, a small dark room was being used as an interrogation room. Two English policemen were interviewing a young American woman, all three of them were sat on chairs, the policemen on one side of a table, facing the woman on the other side. The American had her head on the table, she lifted her head and sat up in her chair, taking a big inhalation as she did so. During the long exhalation that followed, she ran her fingers through her long black hair.
Mightier than the Sword - Part 6
Chapter 23 Natasha sat on a bench in Worsley, by the Bridgewater Canal on the outskirts of Manchester. Leaning right back into the bench, with her legs fully outstretched, taking in the scenery around her with a postcard in her hand. An old woman came up to her, carrying three shopping bags and sat down next to Natasha.