story – Julian Worker Fiction Writing

Plum Brandy – 1

In certain parts of Bulgaria there is a scheme where travellers can stay with villagers in their homes. This is an excellent idea, rather like a homestay. The village I stayed in was near the town of Pernik… In the late afternoon sun I stood before the house where I was staying. A vine wasContinue reading “Plum Brandy – 1”

Black Hill Hotel – Excerpt 1

The next thing Knowles knew was that hot air was being blown into his ear and something warm and sticky was caressing his face. The back of his head hurt like hell and he could feel some matted blood at the base of his neck. He opened an eye and saw a dog standing overContinue reading “Black Hill Hotel – Excerpt 1”

Mama Rooney

Greenmarket Square is at the heart of Cape Town. This small space holds a busy open-air market where traders from as far north as Congo come to sell their carvings, paintings, jewellery, and instruments. Walking around there’s plenty of good-natured banter from all the traders, both male and female; “How are you boss?”, “Would youContinue reading “Mama Rooney”