There's no such thing as normal
"Now come on everyone, repeat after me: We Are Someone's Paradise." "WE ARE SOMEONE'S PARADISE" droned the reply from the crowd. Wolliver Sting stood smiling before his small group of dedicated followers. Each and every one of them stood to attention, hanging on his every word. He prickled with delight as they repeated his mantra... Continue Reading →
“What do you fink you could all do in 40 seconds Bruce?” asked Larry inquisitively. “40 seconds?” crooned Bruce with a confused look on his face. “I dunno, mate, make a cup of coffee maybe? Oh no, I’ve got it, give Jennifer Aniston the greatest night of her life” he chuckled. “You’re ‘orrible mate” laughed... Continue Reading →
“Wake up!” screamed Andrew directly into his ear. “Wh, wh, what time is it?” he muttered. He rolled over and pawed at his phone sitting on his bedside table. The bright screen illuminated the room. He squinted his eyes to look at it. 2:37am. He let out a noise situated somewhere between frustration and anger.... Continue Reading →
I had been climbing for just over an hour and stopped to catch a breath. Below me was a white mist of nothingness. I had no idea how far I'd come but had estimated before I started that the full climb would take me around 2 hours. Surprisingly my feet felt fine. I wiggled my... Continue Reading →
Juniper Gentlin fiddled with his tie once again, then buttoned and unbuttoned his jacket, feeling the strain of his ever increasing waistline. He shot his hand into his pocket again, reassured that it was still there. The man behind the large desk in front of him stood to catch his attention, informing him that the... Continue Reading →
I'm writing this on the eve of my 25th birthday. Can you imagine every miniscule detail of your life being documented on a daily basis? Think of some of the stupid shit you do every day when no-one else is around, then think about everyone you know watching you do it. Bad huh? You might... Continue Reading →
I sat alone in the small, dark cockpit large enough to fit one average sized person and no more. My senses tingled as the lights on the dashboard blinked yellow and orange in my peripheral vision. I dipped my head to look left, then right, through the side windscreens of my pod at 2 of... Continue Reading →
Sam Thompson removed his jar of coffee and ‘Mr Grumpy’ Mr Men mug, placing it on the cabinet above him then emptied his pockets, placing his phone, wallet and keys into his small locker. Zombie-like he trudged through to the clinically white small kitchen area and filled his mug with boiling water from the communal... Continue Reading →
After another round of aimlessly running his index finger along the dusty row of books, Thomas sighed and slumped down in the uncomfortable plastic chairs which were dotted around the school library. He was running out of time now, the library closed at 4pm and it was pushing 3.40pm. He had been here since lunch... Continue Reading →
The following is an excerpt from the controversial autobiography of professional wrestler Mike 'Miracle Man' Morrison. Get your copy in Hardback, in the Kindle Store or on Audiobook when it's released 14 September 2019 Chapter 14 - Revival The least expected revival in the wrestling business came at a time when I was sure I... Continue Reading →
Jeff Brooks Short Stories 