Tom Brad

Joined January 2021

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Bio

Raised in the UK by an Irish mother and Scouse father.

Now confined in France raising sheep.

Those who tell the stories rule society.

If a story I write makes you smile, laugh or cry I would be honoured if you shared it and passed it on..

Achievements (2)

Stories (59/0)

The Devil On Your Shoulder
Simple pleasures: this is what life is really about for us. There is a need to grab a pure sense of pleasure from all of those uncomplicated moments of your life.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Psyche
How To Build A Chicken House Mostly Out Of Scrap And Salvage
Well hello, again. This is where we left you last time. Having a beer and contemplating the paint job for our newly built chicken house.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Lifehack
How To Build A Chicken House Mostly Out Of Scrap And Salvage
This is the step by step guide of how I built my chicken house. Regard it as just as desirable to build a chicken house as to build a cathedral. Frank Lloyd Wright (The Great American Architect)
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Lifehack
The Wrong Side Of The Water
Home is bangers and mash with a ketchup squirt, Or brushing the sausage roll crumbs off of your shirt. It is the scent of the firework that fifth night in November,
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Poets
Second Place in A Day in the Life Challenge
What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted?Second Place in A Day in the Life Challenge
A world filled with love is a wonderful sight. Being in love is one's heart's delight. But that look of love isn't on my face. That enchanted feeling has been replaced (Deleted Verse) Jimmy Ruffin 'What Becomes of the Broken Hearted' 1966
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Petlife
The Mornin' After The Night Before
Pippa opened her eyes as the rising sun spilled into the room. It was the morning after the night before. With a numb brain, for just a second, it felt like overnight the history of everything had been deleted. Sleep after a traumatic emotional event does that; it resets the whole shebang. Except it only lasts a second then the pieces start to fall back into place again.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Confessions
Ramblings In Hypoxia
Have you ever been able to see something happen before it does? Standing here on the trail, looking at my route ahead, I can see the whole world open up ahead of me. Snow does that; it shows you everything by hiding it, like a blanket that descends from the heavens, erasing the visual noise around you. Everything becomes straightforward. Minute deviations in the sweeping, cold lines, peaks and troughs highlight the path before you, and the truth becomes absolute. Physically, snowfall is hard to traverse, but mentally it is much less tiresome. You need to concentrate on the path, for it is far too easy to walk off of it.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Fiction
The Greengrocer's Dilemma
It had been a long day, and Danny White was closing the shop. He was the sole proprietor of 'A Bite At The Cherry'. A hipster's hangout, the health shop consisted of a smoothie bar, a nut station, vegan food, and a massive fruit and vegetables section. His grandmother would have been ashamed at the old shop's metamorphosis, but the rapid fall of the greengrocer had been inevitable. For Danny, inheriting the old family 'fruit and veg' retail business was not the legacy it once was; changes had to be made.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Criminal
Upon Reflection
Do you know why Vampires cannot see their reflections in mirrors? It's to do with the silver. Mirrors used to be backed with it; they were costly artisan pieces. Silver is challenging for the supernatural as it is their kryptonite.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Horror
Cooper's Circle
Lost, dark and cold - Cooper stumbled out of the trees and down to the road. Knowing that all roads must lead somewhere he had hope. Standing finally on solid ground, he stretched out his aching joints and wiped the debris from his clothes. Looking left and right he wondered which direction was home. Headlights in the distance caught his attention. He breathed a sigh of relief and started to wave his arms. An old, red, battered Ford pickup pulled alongside him. The passenger window descended. Finally, a break; Cooper felt like he was saved.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Horror
The Boagie On Your Back
It all started when I lay down on the sofa. Wearing a tracksuit top, I instantly heard a snap, my bankcard in the side pocket of the jacket had cracked in two; a perfect split, horizontally down the middle. With a bit of clear sticky tape, I managed to salvage it so at least I could still make contactless payments. Later that day I went to phone the bank to issue me a new card but the battery was dead and my charger would not work. I went to log onto the internet and on the Wi-Fi log on page, there was a certificate problem, so my laptops security would not allow me access. With no phone and no way to connect my laptop, I was effectively cut off from the outside world. That was when a voice from childhood blossomed in my head. I heard my Grandma’s voice, “maybe I had a Boagie on my back”.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Horror
A Cowboy Is More Than Its Stetson
Feeling a little lost this week and bored with the standard writing challenges, I decided to jump down a couple of rabbit holes for inspiration. There are times when it can be hard to find your voice. I have been writing for Vocal for about seven months. I am a total amateur with far more bad habits than good, but I have had moderate success and have been improving.
By Tom Brad2 years ago in Humans

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Stories (59/0)

The Devil On Your Shoulder

How To Build A Chicken House Mostly Out Of Scrap And Salvage

How To Build A Chicken House Mostly Out Of Scrap And Salvage

The Wrong Side Of The Water

What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted?Second Place in A Day in the Life Challenge

The Mornin' After The Night Before

Ramblings In Hypoxia

The Greengrocer's Dilemma

Upon Reflection

Cooper's Circle

The Boagie On Your Back

A Cowboy Is More Than Its Stetson

Achievements (2)