by N1c0la-admin | Jan 24, 2022 | Short Stories
… this is the beginnings of a children’s story about the process and proceeds of savings – not something on which I am actually particularly well qualified to pontificate, but maybe I meant to to be as much as lesson to myself as to any young readers… Once...
by N1c0la-admin | Jan 24, 2022 | Short Stories
Richard shifted nervously from one foot to the other as he stood on the drab light grey stone steps of Lillian’s house. His hand hovered over the shiny brass knocker, the only bright spot on an equally drab darker grey door. All the other houses in the street were the...
by N1c0la-admin | Aug 22, 2021 | Short Stories
This story arose out of a writing group exercise contemplating the colour blue. It hooked into my almost rabid disapproval of an advertising campaign by a certain television content provider which strongly implies that the creative messy play of children, through...
by N1c0la-admin | Aug 22, 2021 | Personal Thoughts
Smell. Acrid. It was the smell which was always the first sign that a veld fire had broken out beyond our street, the last one before our newly developed suburb gave way to long wild grass and thorn scrub. Fires were not uncommon in winter, when the rain stayed away...
by N1c0la-admin | Aug 22, 2021 | Personal Thoughts
I heard the resounding clang of the door of my life shut behind me. It was all gone. Everything that was known, familiar, loved – all gone in an instant. If I was honest with myself in retrospect, the door had probably been closing for months, maybe years, but that...
