Lightspeed. Every day I looked in the mirror and thought, is this me? Really? A scrawny sixteen year old with a baby face and small round...

Paradise, and the cold dark She clumsily rose to her feet, the scent of roses surrounding her, enticing her with sweetness. This garden...

Thought I’d post some short stories every week or so, keep the blog interesting whilst I wait for more news. The beauty of a heartbeat. A...