The queen peered through the hedge, her muscles bunched tightly. Her fur had lost its gloss and her tail, once a regal pennant, was now thin and rat-like. She knew…
In support of the kickstarter for BOOKS & BONE, I played a game on Mastodon where people could name a plant to me, and in exchange I would write a…
The cat chattered, clacking her teeth, fur rising. His gut clenched. ‘Elsie, come away,’ Fear made his song-song tone brittle. He half-crouched toward the window. Elsie smacked the glass with…
Another microfiction for Mastodon, with thanks to my Ko-Fi supporters. — She brought him the usual gifts at first. A mouse, a bird. A ribbon for him to play with….
Another microfiction for Mastodon, with thanks to my Ko-Fi supporters. — ‘OOOO!’ said the ghost. The girl poked at the fire. ‘I’m not in the mood for ghost stories, thanks.’…
Yesterday on Mastodon, I played a game where people could tell me their favourite colour, and in exchange I would write a toot-sized (or tweet-sized) encounter with a magical creature….
‘I think … I think maybe I’m in love with a ghost,’ he told his sister one morning. They’d met at a café for breakfast, as they often did. His…
The creature was a mismatched thing of many parts, sitting alone at the edge of the lake. Dragon wings hugged its sides while bird wings hung drably behind it. A…
More microfiction from Mastodon. — OUT OF TOUCH She tucked her hair behind pointed ears, avoiding his gaze. ‘I meant to write.’ ‘Me too.’ He fiddled with the edge of…
She saw on TV that ghosts made things cold, and she’d always had chilly feet at night. So she found a stone with a hole through the middle and she…