Spirits of the Freeze-Sea is the story of the dreadful consequences for Izzy and her sister Shalla when Izzy forgets she mustn’t close her eyes to the ice spirits. Told in three parts, Spirits of the Freeze-Sea brings together All the Birthdays*, Dancing to the Wild Ice**, and the new Shalla’s First Ice Shatter. Available for eReader download from Cut A Long Story, price 99p.
*First seen on Readwave
**First seen in Lancaster university DLMA 2013 showcase as Dance to the Wild Ice.
From the recycler: If the phrase ‘It’s grim up North’ resonates with you, think what it might have been like 40+ years ago without colour TV, a motorway, mobile phone, and internet communication to bring other ways of life to us. ‘A Tale of Two Sixties’ Zouch Magazine & Miscellany, October 2011.
‘Jesus loves her, Jesus loves her, Jesus loves the murdering bitch.’ Emmy chuckles to herself in that private way only people whose heads are somewhere else can do. She hunches up on the bed and grabs her knees; pulling them up to her chin, and hugging them like babies. ‘Pretty boys,’ she says; and bites into her knee cap.
Cut A Long Story, February 13th, 2015
Terminus’, The room stinks; pinned-shut curtains, asleep on their makeshift wire, silently breathe in odours of dead food and trap them there. 275 words. In Fine Linen journal, January 2015. This is a subscription magazine.
From the recycler: ‘Arthur’s Stone’ Full of Crow - October 2011. “She thinks the woman thinks she is harassed and that she can identify with that. She thinks the woman does not know the meaning of the word.” A snapshot of life with a man who has autism. 709 words
Five Things That Are True and Six That Are Not’ Lascaux Flash competition 17/03/14; 249 words
‘Frozen Fireworks’, Readwave, February 6th, 2014. The last real day is bright and brilliant with a sky full of clotted clouds that tumble along like cream puffs in the thickening air. When the storms break, they cast scaled and feathered flying things down onto the sand, and the sand begins to swim like wet concrete around them. 292 words
“On a frozen beach, brown waves thundering under a gritty pier and a grittier sky, God got his own back and I burst, sparkling, into life.” First published by Full of Crow, October 2012. 699 words
image (c)conboy-hill 2014
image (c) conboy-hill 2014
‘People didn’t lose their souls, they had them confiscated for sinning. So what sin did you have to commit to become a dance-floor donkey?’ 249 words.