‘Living with the Machine’
With a foreword by Chris Van Der Kuyl CBE, the chairman and co-founder of 4J Studios (Minecraft, Elderscrolls), our latest short story anthology offers a… Read More »‘Living with the Machine’
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Are You Sitting Comfortably? A Treasure Trove of Tayside Tales Winter is just round the corner, bringing colder days, dark nights and endless TV repeats.Why not… Read More »New Anthology Announcement!
Georgie and the Grokaillm by Rhoda Neville
The slick soles of Georgie’s old trainers scrabbled against the stone wall. Time and again they nearly gained purchase and then failed, as he slid… Read More »Georgie and the Grokaillm by Rhoda Neville
John Stewart
The songwriter Tom Waits has said that nowadays there seems to be a deficit of wonder. He talks about Keith Richards, stopping and staring at… Read More »John Stewart
Lana M. Rochel
Lana M. Rochel is the pen name for a writer, poet, and lyricist. Her work has appeared in BFS Horizons #10, Adelaide Literary Magazine, Redemption:… Read More »Lana M. Rochel
Planning by Clive A. Simpson
Not long ago I was speaking to a friend, discussing a trip I was contemplating later in the year. I was questioned closely about where… Read More »Planning by Clive A. Simpson
We have moved!
With the unfortunate closing of our much-loved meeting venue and watering hole, St. Andrew’s Brewing Co., our meetings will be held at the lovely LeyLine… Read More »We have moved!
Bandstand by George Burton
Bert was a drunk. He hadn’t always been a drunk, no, not at all, but now he had fallen into that category of retired people… Read More »Bandstand by George Burton
It’s An Ill Wind by David Carson
Storm Amy had blown in with malevolent gusto, and took her leave with a valedictory blast, as if blowing mocking raspberries behind her. * ‘Have… Read More »It’s An Ill Wind by David Carson
The Last of the Clan by Roddie McKenzie
It was the flat crump of the cannon that woke Cadmium Redman. He squinted under the steady bloodshot gaze of sun on this winter dawn.… Read More »The Last of the Clan by Roddie McKenzie
Sometimes, What’s Right In Front of You…. by RV Neville
What was that? The washing machine was empty, it was definitely empty. This morning after its terminal hissy fit, Maeve had removed the wet sheets. She’d rung the cloths, heavy with unspun… Read More »Sometimes, What’s Right In Front of You…. by RV Neville