by brian | Jun 22, 2026 | Uncategorized
Cover Blurb Dr. Lucien Muersac has spent decades enduring the sharp tongues of his so-called friends—Marielle, a ruthless artist; Valery, a fraud of a writer; and Gaston, a sculptor who barely acknowledges Lucien’s existence. Every month, their dinner table becomes a...
by brian | Jun 9, 2026 | Uncategorized
Like embracing a rose bush, I was gentle, but aware of the thorns. Looking into her eyes, it all came back. The cafe in Doha, that first glimpse, troubled yet smiling in a distant way, followed by every memory, photo and video spanning months. Wrapping my arms around...
by brian | Jul 26, 2025 | Uncategorized
…such that he picked up the chair, opened the balcony doors, and threw it into the river. The old man opened his eyes. Turning his head to the clock on the bedside table, he confirmed that it was 5.30, just like every other morning in recent memory. His waking...
by brian | Nov 13, 2023 | Uncategorized
It was promoting this year’s pantomime at one of the city’s venues. Jim closed his book and stared out of the window, conscious of avoiding the person opposite. As the familiar landscape slipped by, something was troubling him. He lowered his head and...
by brian | Nov 12, 2023 | Uncategorized
Like a solitary wild flower in a cemetery, a face stood out against the cold, grey slabs of stone. There are two people in Jim Allen’s Life. The one who wakes up at four am, terrified and anxious, and the other who goes to sleep at night relatively happy with his lot....
by brian | Nov 9, 2023 | Uncategorized
I, like Stevenson, would have no peace From the moment my pen touched the paper, I was no longer in control. When I refer to myself in the first person, I mean the living, waking self. According to Robert Louis Stevenson, who begins and ends this story, we have two...
