Short stories I wrote in 2017 and posted on facebook.
10/9/2017 – A short story
A woman is cross when the council paints a cycle lane on the pavement.
Cyclists now zoom along the pavement in what she considers to be manner dangerous to pedestrians such as herself.
Her many anti-cycle-lane letters to the council, MPs, newspapers etc bring her no joy.
She takes to walking in the cycle lane & haranguing any cyclist who remonstrates with her.
Eventually she decides to acquire a bicycle & ride it in a manner designed to deliberately annoy pedestrians,
in order to turn them against cyclists in general, in the hope that they will join her cause.
(Needs an ending…)
15/9/2017 – Short story number 2
A woman is waiting for a train, or a bus, at any rate she’s in a public place.
A nearby man is on his mobile phone, communicating volubly and energetically.
Some might judge him to be shouting, perhaps he’s emotional, or perhaps he always speaks in this manner.
The woman goes and stands next to the man, and starts talking very loudly too.
She does not have a mobile phone. And she is not speaking to the man. She speaks into the air.
She is reciting a classic poem from her youth (many years ago), very loudly & clearly.
(Also in need of an ending.)
(unpublished) Short story number 3
A woman goes about the town alone, but speaking aloud.
She describes the world around her, as a form of verbal narration.
She says things like “a man in a blue baseball cap gazes into space with all the enthusiasm of a half-wit”,
“small children are worse than terrorists”
and “this bloke with big ears is waddling like a jelly duck”
This story might end badly.
24/9/2017 – Short story number 4
A guitarist with little or nothing to say, insists on saying it at great length.
Eventually either (a) the audience leaves, bored beyond all endurance,
or (b) the guitarist becomes fabulously wealthy, certainly more wealthy than you (you with your dreary mundane life) will ever be.
22/10/2017 – Short story number 5
Someone who has been plying their obscure technical craft (eg jazz, or latin grammar) for a number of years or even decades,
and has become quite proficient, meets a dodgy character who is obstinate & aggressive,
and who has been engaged in borderline (or downright) criminal activity in a largely incompetent fashion
and with a lack of any great success.
The two of them form an unlikely emotional bond, and proceed to go out and between them conquer the world.
26/10/2017 – Short story number 6
A person is jealous, filled with envy and spite. Their remarks are generally tinged with sarcasm & bitterness.
Another person is cheerful, always has a ready smile and a kind word, you know the type.
Eventually one of these turns into a horrid troll. Urgh!
The other is transformed into a kaleidoscope of butterflies. Aah. (not sure which is which)
You’re thinking that this is a fairy tale, but wait, it could be metaphorical. Think on.
3/11/2017 – Short story number 7
Elsewhere in the galaxy, or possibly even in another galaxy, two people fall in love.
They are not humans (this is sci-fi) but we can empathise with their condition.
Theirs is a universal tale.
There are several obstacles in the path of their relationship, but eventually with some difficulty these are overcome,
and the couple achieve contentment in togetherness.
Their romance plays out against a backdrop of galactic warfare between two great civilisations.
These are really big wars, and billions perish just like that.
Prog rock may be involved, also artificial intelligence.
Only obsessives can be bothered to read the whole thing, it is extremely long,
but in the end both civilisations decline and fade away. There is no-one left to remember them.
Makes you think and stroke your chin.
9/11/2017 – Short story number 8
The black paper between a mirror breaks my heart.
The moon frayed thru dark velvet.
Energy flies through a field, and the sun softly melts a nothing wheel.
The swan their feathers don’t grow.
Grain grows rainbows up straw hill.
15/11/2017 – Short story number 9
Something about a fiery dragon and a chivalrous knight.
I’ve also got an emotionally reserved butler character but he doesn’t really fit in.
(unpublished) Short story number 10
The characters are all named after colours, or possibly after authors.
They all spend their time observing the other characters,
speculating about their actions, imagining their histories and intentions.
It’s post modern, it’s a reflection on the activities of authoring and reading texts.
Look, I don’t have time to explain it all now, but it’s clever and will definitely become a classic of its kind.
(unpublished) Short story number 11 (an erotic tale)
No details as yet, but there’s a picture of an octopus wielding a whip.
(unpublished) Short story number 12
A prosperous and well-regarded author
becomes disillusioned with his craft, his books, and his supposed talent.
He embarks on a series of ill-advised and undignified affairs with impressionable younger people. Sad!
Many amusing or embarrassing episodes take place to entertain the reader. He writes them all down, a new novel.
The story has no real plot as such, but the style is cynical & amusing.
And technically self-referential, some people do like that sort of thing.
The result is yet another successful title.
The author is praised & lauded yet further despite his contempt for his readers and critics,
and his fortune grows.
Shame about all the steamy affairs though.
(unpublished) Short stories 13 to …
A series of irritable spasmodic eruptions.
I read your stories to my son at bedtime, he loves them and goes to sleep with a smile on his face.
BTW my son is 28 years of age.
Technically it’s all about plot, tension & release, character development, the narrative arc, and so forth and so on.
But at a deeper level it’s about emotions: love, hate, grief & joy, and irritation. Particularly irritation.
I take my readers on a journey.