Doubt

I have become accustomed to the online life; even those things I thought I would hate to attend virtually – like an online book festival – it turns out I rather like. Last month, I joined some talks by writers organised by Liverpool’s Writing on the Wall annual festival. One speaker was Ben Okri. There … Continue reading Doubt

Moment

She was slumped on the Post Office counter like she had placed last orders at a bar, he face pressed close to the thick glass divide.  The queue behind her, of which I was a member, was growing. ‘See this letter?’ she stabbed at a dog-eared document, ‘Final notice bill.  Says I’ll go to court … Continue reading Moment

Balls

Nine balls I found; lurking under hedges, behind the shed, deep under the straggly hydrangea, wedged by the oil tank, away up in the corner where the first of the rhubarb is waking.  They hadn’t been breeding, I know this because they are all of a different species: a medicine ball – the oversized one … Continue reading Balls