Experiment in genre-bending fiction and memoir modelled on a literary text, Gulliver’s Travels.


Short story exploring the uncanny as a writing technique.


The manacles hold the lusty fool fast to the plinth. The city’s plutocrats have all turned up for the show. The judge has his best leathers on with his favoured red whip. This ought to be good! ‘Greetings guests!’ the Speaker announced, ’This day, the Honourable Maximillian von Hapsburg delivers judgement upon the serf namedContinue reading “Galleria”

Heroic Pout

‘Where were you, just now?’  Terwyn’s eyes fluttered open. A low moan.  ‘Interesting dream?’  Terwyn rolled onto his side. ‘Coffee.’ ‘Already on. Tell me about your dream.’ Dirk put his hand on Terwyn’s back. ‘The dragon’s eyes. Always watching me. I don’t wanna do this any more.’ He buried his face in the pillows. ‘WhatContinue reading “Heroic Pout”

Sea Change

‘Hey, Saray! It’s on!’ Keev said. The Prime Minister announced today that all public funding for religious groups would be terminated with those funds being diverted back into public health and education. Despite the LNP’s increasing sums of taxation being diverted out of secular society, Labour has implemented a fundamental shift in public spending. ‘AreContinue reading “Sea Change”


He sat in the corner lounge, sunlight patterning through the window, toothbrush between teeth and pad in hand. One corner of his dressing gown, gnawed at by Muru, his prize bilby. Not many were left when he emerged and none left by the time he started school. The first time he saw one in aContinue reading “Muru”

Little Green Ant

She crossed the room, marble floors and columnated ceiling far above. Light piercing from above. Tapestries covering the walls. She knelt at the prescribed distance from the throne and stared at her scarpins.  ‘The Lady Carinda, My Lord,’ announced the Grand Harlequin.  His Majesty must have glanced sideways as the boots of the Guard marchedContinue reading “Little Green Ant”


‘I really like this theme you seem to be building about making beds. Can you tell me what happens in the story and how it develops and what takes place?’ ‘Yeah, it is about making beds. It’s about how my ex-boyfriend committed suicide in my bed and I saved his life.’ ‘I recommend you, andContinue reading “Recursive”