Moments is a work in progress. The idea is to publish a new short story every Friday in 2021, starting on 8 January. This is a large and demanding task, but if successful, the stories will be…
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Cinema – a short story
They walked towards the city, holding hands. As they stood under the Brandenburger Tor in the evening light, she turned and thanked him. He looked into her eyes and they kissed. They would never be separated again
19 February 1916, 8:07 A.M. – a short story
The rain was pouring down, and I was cold, shocked and drained. An officer kicked me and called me a coward, pointed a rifle at me and told me if I didn’t get up he’d shoot me himself. I got up and aimed my rifle across no-man’s-land, fired in the general direction of the enemy.
During the Great War of 1914-1918, almost a thousand soldiers were executed for desertion and other crimes. This is for them.
Leaving the Door Ajar – a short story
They sat down on the edge of the bed and he moved his hand closer to her, without touching. She moved closer, he felt her breath on his lips. He put his hand on her knee, his cheek gently touching hers. Her heavy breathing so warm on his neck.
I’ll See You in My Dreams – a short story
In Your Dreams, it said. It was a rental service, much like the old movie streaming services they used to have. You could rent dreams before going to bed and be guaranteed a good sleep. Their holiday sceneries were popular.
1953 – een kort verhaal
Zaterdag 31 januari 1953 was een gewone dag. Storm werd verwacht, maar dat was niets bijzonders voor de tijd van het jaar. De donkere wolken zagen er stoer uit en we lachten erom.
Memory Lane
A New Beginning – a short story
The fig leaf didn’t sit comfortably. It rarely did. She couldn’t understand why he insisted on them wearing the damn things, it’s not as if there were other people around. And if there were, would it have mattered? We’re all created the same, except for the obvious differences between the genders. Who dictated what body […]
Twists and Turns
It’s been oh so quiet around Under the Black Sand recently. I blame it on rebuilding a whole attic and full time job. A kid helps as well. But enough of that. Today I managed to get back into the story. The original screenplay took place in Iceland. As the novel progressed, the story was […]
David Bowie – Blackstar
David Bowie ★ What can I say? Just watched this for the first time. I have no idea what to think. Bowie has a way of doing that. He creates something completely unexpected. Sure, he is a very talented artist, but the unpredictability and the willingness to take risks is probably why I regard him […]
Is it possible?
The decision to dedicate 2021 to short fiction wasn’t taken a long time ago. It was two days before Christmas and I was aimlessly browsing the web. Came across a list of 52 short story concepts on Tumblr and it made me think. What if…? I have written 2-3 shorts in my entire life. 4-5 […]
Butterflies
I have been thinking about a new novel, now that Under the Black Sand is complete and online. All kinds of ideas fly in and around my head. But the moment I sit down at the computer, they vanish. Like the screen was radiating some erazor beams from space. So I need to find a […]
Inspiration
It’s Saturday morning and I’m sitting in my sunny garden, drinking coffee. Organ music echoes through the neighbourhood and black smoke rises from the old steam mill’s chimney. It’s Open Monuments Day in the village. My five year old loves music. He asks me if I’ll take him to the church. He wants to listen […]
What Have You Done, WordPress?
Twitter followers will be well aware that I’ve had some issues with FatCow hosting. They wouldn’t restore my data, they stalled at every opportunity until “the system” deleted the files. But there was hope. Archive.org’s WayBackMachine did have my site on file and I managed to copy my scribblings into a word processor. It’ll be […]
