Scott Bradbrook
Bio
Hi! My name is Scott and I'm an author, editor and copywriter. When I'm not adding to my never-ending TBR pile, I'm either salsa dancing, forgetting a great story idea, or writing my next book. I hope you like my short stories and poems! :)
Stories (30/0)
Forces of Evil Anonymous
A circle of plastic chairs sits in the middle of a dirty carpeted room. The table by the announcement board creaks under the weight of the day-old butter cookies, leftover turkey and lettuce sandwiches, and a rusted coffee pot plugged into a dripping power socket. He shifts in his seat, eager to share.
By Scott Bradbrook2 years ago in Fiction
The Tawny Owl & The Lonely Tiger
The snow falls gently from the heavens, gracing the earth with its cool presence. Blowing along the high mountain top, the wind sends trails of white whirling down its side. A brisk winter sun rises behind silvery grey clouds, breaking through ever so slightly to shimmer against the icicles. The river appears still on its surface, frozen by the chilling temperature, but flows ever so gently under a thin sheet of ice. It is quiet. It is cold. All is still.
By Scott Bradbrook2 years ago in Fiction
If I Knew
3 minutes before a nuclear bomb would hit Greenwith Highschool, reducing it to nothing more than a barren wasteland. It’s only fitting that our final minutes of life were spent in a maths classroom; a sample of the hell that awaited many of us in the afterlife.
By Scott Bradbrook2 years ago in Fiction
Guardian Demon
Heaven. Such a beautiful paradise. Brandishing a silvery halo, soft wings, and a pure white robe, I watched the happenings of the humans on the strange planet below. Back then, each angel was given a soul to watch over and guide. I had been minding my own business when I first laid eyes on my assignment. I remember it as if I were there yesterday.
By Scott Bradbrook2 years ago in Fiction