Short Stories

This is a story I wrote a while ago for the entertainment of the forum regulars on a football management game I play. The names of the characters and places within the story are based on the usernames of some of the guys on the website and I've not got around to changing them yet. Just so you know, the website is split into many 'servers' each with their own leagues, and my server is called Felix, hence the name of the story. Also, it was originally written as a serial, with a chunk posted every few days, hence the broken up nature of the story. At the time I was only thinking one post ahead ... more

The tower, stretching high into the rapidly darkening, cloudy sky, was perched precariously on the gorge top, overlooking the surrounding empty plains. A fantastic piece of workmanship, the tower clearly defied nature itself, having stood there for hundreds of centuries of angry weather and seeming to ignore the dangers the gorge presented. Its magnificent blackened stone walls and burnt window timbers spoke of the fire that once occurred here, one side deprived of the luxurious ivy that most of the tower walls exhibited. It was a wonder that anything could or would remain inside the tower ... more

Boys on a Bridge Slowly and with heavy heart the man walked up the long incline of the approach road. He continued on past the first abutment tower, unaware of all around him until he had crossed the first span of the bridge and was standing on the south pier. He edged along the wall until he had a clear view of the Tower. There he stopped and looked out across a grey Thames under an equally grey sky. He was looking for the years that had gone. Looking for the evidence of their passing. He turned his collar up to protect against the chill December wind and reached inside his jacket pocket ... more

Hello All! I’m still working hard on my 200th op, which I plan on posting soon; for my 199th op, I decided to do something different than a film review. What you are all about to read is a piece of creative nonfiction (or short story, if you will), which I had composed last year. It is based on actual incidents which my father Stephen recounted to me just before he died in August of 2003; he was an English teacher for many years, and he adored literature and poetry. I remembered everything I could, put in some my own little transitions to make it a flowing story, and submitted this for a ... more

This is a small one compared to my other two… it's pretty much just a story to give you a little insight into one of the profilers past and to clear up the cliff-hanger from the last one. Hopefully my next one will be better, as I should be better then. Hopefully. Chapter 1 As Allie walked into the Bureau she could feel all eyes on her. News of who the unsub from the previous case has obviously been the topic of conversation while she's been back in South Dakota but she wasn't ready for all of these stares. She feels a hand at her back and smiles when she sees Luke guiding her to her desk and ... more