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October 22, 2019 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: Snookered
“You’ve just got to play the long game”, he said to me, while on a break from his short game.Archive
September 25, 2019 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: If Bruce Springsteen Wrote Wichita Lineman
Well, Billy was a lineman working for the man down in Darlington County And he’d drive the main road, heart in his mouth, chrome wheeled, fuel injected, Searchin’ in the sun for another overload and steppin’ out over the line One day, he heard Mary singin’, yeah she was singin’ in the wire, All about […]Archive
September 5, 2019 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: 7 Reasons I’d Never Get Tricked by A Con-Artist
1. I don’t date. 2. I don’t relate. 3. I’ve watched a lot of true-crime TV. And now podcasts… 4. I know my onions. 5. It’s just something that happens to other people. 6. You’d have to be dumb-as-fuck! 7. I’m broke-as-fuck!Archive
June 11, 2019 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: Shift Arrow Down
He was 44 when he was diagnosed. Column Cancel. Dormant at first. But after 2nd, 3rd and 545th readings the growth was now thriving. It was too late. Yes, he would ask to have it removed. His editor would assist. Digitally. And though that process was painless, shift cells left, shift cells right, the column would never […]Archive
April 22, 2019 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: Two Lessons
The self proclaimed itself to be best, self-aware, of course and so much better than the rest. The rest stood back so as not to be self-ish.Archive
November 12, 2018 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: Sit Down Young Stranger
(aka: If You Could Read My Mind…I Wouldn’t Have Needed to Write This…) Some endings are too hard to take, he said, right at the start.Archive
July 11, 2018 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: Neighbourhood Fragments # 8
The man down the road stops me to talk of his cancer – sore throat, blocked ears; three separate trips to the doctor. You’re fine. You’re not fine. Strep-throat. Take a sick day. A few months on – it’s throat cancer; sorry. But he’s on the mend and he’s – massively – on the meds. […]Archive
May 23, 2018 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: Exit Music (For A Hotel)
They’d had their chat. And that was that. He lifted the bag up over his shoulder and steadied himself, taking with him a far heavier load. “You should go now”, she encouraged. “I’m about to take my clothes off”. He stopped. They each took a turn to stare at one another. No words. Nothing for […]Archive
April 13, 2018 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: Starting My Bucket List…
Digging Bucket Rock Bucket V Bucket Cleanup Bucket Hardpan Bucket Skeleton Bucket Standard Water-carrying Bucket Situla Loader Buckets…Archive
March 18, 2018 by Simon Sweetman
Short Story: A Novel Idea…
Two novellas got into a fight…Archive
March 13, 2018 by Simon Sweetman