“Silhouette Sunday” – Flash Frenzy Round 51 | The Angry Hourglass

Silhouette Sunday Religion never really died – it just moved on. Technology. Lust. Money. Fame. The religions of the first-world fed on the detritus of absconded gods. And so it came it be; Silhouette Sunday, once born of ancient Easter – a time of birth from death. In the sterile factories filled with embryonic stem-cells, …

“St George – Slayer of dragons and lover of honey” – Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 3 | Flash! Friday

St George – Slayer of dragons and lover of honey. Saint George, or Georgios of Lydda, recalled the battle. The North Dragon had reeked of the seas; of ancient brine and decayed prey. The dragon glanced at him contemptuously. His face was coloured of pink coral and diluted blood. “You have no business here, boy …

“Fragments” – Flash! Friday: Vol 3 – 3 | Flash! Friday

Fragments He sees the dragons, or maybe he doesn’t. His people are descended from dragons. The colour in his eyes is fading. Have they now come for him? Visions come. Visions go. They permeate his mind like the fragments of decay and disease. Dementia is spiral of irretrievable loss. Perhaps one day the very fabric …

Flash! Friday Vol 3 – 2: WINNERS

I was lucky enough to be accepted as a judge for the fab Flash! Friday, and blessed to be paired with the super-talented, funny and kind Tamara Shoemaker as fellow judge for Dragon Team 2. This was our first session and what am amazing experience it was...

“The Time Traveller” – Flash Frenzy Round 49 | The Angry Hourglass

The Time Traveller Perhaps this is the thousandth time I have witnessed this. Yet, this is the final time. I am a time traveller without a DeLorean. This pitiful attempt to rewrite the past has eaten away at me like a parasite. I know it has destroyed me more than the growths which now suffocate …

“The Basilica of Bethlehem” – Welcome to Year Three! | Flash! Friday

The Basilica of Bethlehem I fumble as I approach the sacred Basilica, the upturned wine glass that stretches ten-miles in diameter. I bow my head, respectfully, as I follow the procession ‘neath the spire, the stem, the funnel that stretches endlessly into a cask-oak coloured sky. On stony bridges, we walk, over the streams of …

“Judge, Dread” – Welcome to Year Three! | Flash! Friday – Shortlist

Judge, Dread You sit there and judge me. Perhaps, you are in your leisurewear, in the sanctuary of your home, with a glass of wine in hand, overlooking vistas of crumpled mountain and flaming sky. Perhaps you are on a bus, holding a festive bake in one hand and corporate coffee cup in the other. …