Fiction

  • THE WAY HOME

    Born in the south, how could she leave it? That land of sunshine and wattle bloom, where the dusty summer evenings scented the world ruddy?  Lifting his nose westward, he sniffed at the breezes – dry wheat, dust, rotten sunshine – such scents he caught… Continue reading

    THE WAY HOME
  • THE SWORD AND THE TROWEL

    An Allegory Long, long ago, a people came back to their own land after being away a long time. In the latter days, a foreign prince had come and carried them off to exile – to an unknown people and to… Continue reading

    THE SWORD AND THE TROWEL
  • Two Poets

    A Narrative If you’d prefer to read off paper, feel free to download this story and print it out Two poets stood side by side under a sunny spring shower. Above them, a rainbow shyly made its way into the… Continue reading

    Two Poets
  • PLUTO

    …An excerpt of a new project I’ve begun working on. Enjoy! It was mid-summer. The wild oat was tall, and bleached by the searing sun, leaving every paddock swaying in golden light. If it didn’t rain soon, there would be… Continue reading

    PLUTO
  • HURA

    The story behind the story: This rather random short story was inspired by the title of a poem which popped into my head not long ago: Cutting the Cloth of Heaven. This story was based upon the phrase, and grew… Continue reading

    HURA