This is Chapter 8 from my story “Burn”, one of my favourites. I walk back towards the ground. Under the bridge and there is the waste ground where The Craigie used to be. It was up there with Eddie’s as the best bar in town. Now it’s one of those modern flat blocks and someContinue reading “The Match”
Author Archives: Paul Andrew Sneddon
Escape
This is Chapter 12 of my book “Follow the Light” And we are off, bleary-eyed, into the Ayrshire morning. Emmy looks gorgeous, her short blonde hair and a smile that I would never tire of seeing. My car sitting on the street coughs up a cloud of exhaust fumes as I turn the key. AContinue reading “Escape”
Mikey and Pammy Polis
This is chapter 6 of my book “Miserable Bastards”. It was one of the first longer stories I wrote, that I liked. Mikey’s back, somehow looking worse than when he left. “What the fuck happened to you?” He’s bleeding from his lip and rubbing his eye. He looks like he’s been under police questioning forContinue reading “Mikey and Pammy Polis”
A Walk in The Woods
Usually on a day off I’ll sleep late but Friday I was up and out the door sharp. No particular place to go, just me and my two feet. Sun was shining. Everyone I met, bar one person, said hello or good morning. Through the neighbourhood and out to the woods. I never knew aboutContinue reading “A Walk in The Woods”
Timescale
Bed rest.Doctors orders. I’m 46. I’m on a timescale.I’ve got stuff to do. I get up and walk to the kitchen.Come back.30 minutes to recover. Fuck’s sake. I’m listening to Otis Gibbs.Stories of Townes and Guy. Window open.It was sunny 30 minutes ago.Now it’s raining. The ache in my chestreminds me of something.That slipped myContinue reading “Timescale”
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