Zedlist – Part Thirteen
Lyndsay wasn’t aware that Colin would be bringing this up, but she was very used to his unpredictable nature on the show and decided to let him run with it, especially as the lines...
Author: Lucas Howard
Two Minutes Silence
Hastings is bustling. Only teenagers and night workers are still in bed. My new cardigan compliments that circa nineties look I was going for. The rain starts. I follow the herd towards Priory Meadow....
Zedlist – Part Twelve
Colin had strong views on many subjects; he’d made an entire career from doing so. He had been hosting a popular radio chat show now for over fifteen years. Millions of listeners tuned in...
Zedlist – Part Eleven
“I found her like this”, Amy said, “I think she may have just fallen a few minutes ago, she’s still breathing, but she’s unconscious.” “I can bloody see she’s unconscious Amy, for fucks sake....
Zedlist – Part Ten
Entering the house, Amy removed her boots and socks, hung the lead up and poured Harrison some water. As she went into the living room she noticed that all the windows had been left...
Diminishing Time
The signs of age appear for the first time I am faced with physical restrictions that will only deteriorate from here Dulled pains making me irritable altering my states of mind making me say...
Zedlist – Part Nine
Everything was folding in and out of itself and Kevin found himself moving with it. He was no longer separate from his surroundings, but one integral part or a greater whole. As he split...
Why Do Characters in Erotic Novels Never Have Tea Breaks?
As I press the switch the light illuminates the darkness like a seedy Soho massage parlour. I stand in silence anticipating the low satisfying rumble from the boiling kettle. I am in a kitchen...
Zedlist – Part Eight
Kevin got up later than usual, faced with a room that was uncharacteristically disorganised. After a few hours of work he decided to go check on his blog. To his surprise the blog now...
My Love is Dead
My love is dead! My cries depleted by the gentle down, encased. Clipped wings of once beauteous creatures with my honest tears are traced. My love is dead. I lie defeated. I pull the...
