Previously: Part 4 All chapters Part 5 “There’s a storm coming, Jack!” I was brought back to wakefulness by a familiar voice and hand on my shoulder, shaking me hard. My eyes opened to the sight of black clouds rolling in. Father Michael stood over me, looking concerned. It was getting dark. “Father? What time […]

Previously: Part 3 All chapters Part 4 My heart stopped. Or at the very least it skipped a beat. “You mean…” “They are real, Jack,” the father nodded. He placed what was probably supposed to be a comforting hand on my shoulder, but I couldn’t feel it. I had gone numb. “And I am sorry […]

“I used to long for death.” Violet rested her head on my shoulder. “And now?” My arm around her shoulders tightened. The wind picked up, leaves blowing around the bench on which we sat. “Honestly, Mark” she pulled herself closer into my embrace. “It’s not how I imagined it.” There was a sadness and resignation […]

“Hmm, very interesting.” The man sitting across from me stroked his chin thoughtfully. I sat forward in my chair, hands clasped in my lap. His eyes continued to scan over my application. “You fancy yourself as a daredevil, eh?” he chuckled. “Not really.” I struggled to contain the nervousness in my voice. “But, erm, y’know […]

“Come on,” she said, frantically packing sand-strewn belongings into the bag. “The tide is coming in.” No,” I replied without emotion, staring at the white crests zigzagging delightfully across the ocean’s surface. “I fear that the land may, in fact, be sinking.” Written in response to a triple word prompt I saw on earlier today […]

Previously: Part 2 All chapters Part 3 The cold hit me the second I walked through the doorway. Outside, beneath the summer sun and dressed in the mandatory black attire of funerals, I had been sweltering. Inside, however, it felt like midwinter. I was taken aback as well by the silence. Every minute I had […]

I’m actually feeling properly inspired to write! This doesn’t happen often. I mean, I’ll write poems fairly regularly but I can churn those out pretty quick. It’s the story writing I struggle with. But the one I’m writing now, Whispers, isn’t boring me yet. I’ve published the first two mini chapters on here, and actually […]

Previously: Part 1 All chapters Part 2 And then silence. I stood before the church, for the first time in my life, without the whispered voices. And for the first time ever I missed them. I had so many questions now that I had finally been able to understand what they were saying. The storm […]

Part 1 I had never felt comfortable in a church. Even as a young child I dreaded Sunday mornings and the weekly mass. But as the youngest in an otherwise devout Christian family, not yet ready to be left alone at home for two hours, I had no say in the matter. And so I […]