Wild & Improbable Tales – Road to Everywhere

I met him on the road to everywhere. Windows down, the summer kissed air tumbled around me. Cat's eyes stretched away ahead into the unseen distance - an invitation of infinite possibility. He stood half in shadow at the edge of the empty tarmac. Solitary in the twilight. I stopped and asked him where he [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Diminished

The old gods are not dead. You might see them, strolling amongst us. No longer robed in power but clad in fraying knitwear and scuffed shoes. They make their homes in unlikely places - the wreck at the end of the pier, the lean-to behind the power substation on a run down estate. Nothing grand [...]

Book Review: Cinderella Is Dead by Kalynn Bayron

It’s 200 years after Cinderella found her prince, but the fairy tale is over. Teen girls are now required to appear at the Annual Ball, where the men of the kingdom select wives based on a girl’s display of finery. If a suitable match is not found, the girls not chosen are never heard from [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Reclamation

It only took a handful of years after the fall for the wild to reclaim the land. It crept and wrapped itself around the hostile world. Mother Nature embracing her unruly child, turning rebellion into submission. All we had built with such disregard crumbed to dust, subsumed by the earth. What is the work of [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Map of Days

She looked at me with earnest, curious eyes. "Where did you get them, Grandmother?" "Oh, they came from all over. From different times and places, different moments and feelings. I carved them from tears and laughter, joy and worry, time and remembering. Each is as precious to me as the last because they show I [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Dream Catcher

Your fairy tales have it all wrong. I am the Master of the Spindle and I spin not from straw but from magic. My silks are not of gold but of stardust. I spin nets to catch dreams from the night and jewels from the morning air. I spin swathes of silken lace fine enough [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – This Too Shall Pass

Frost clings to the ground. The cold still holding the world in its grip. Breath plumes in clouds from the mouths of passersby and tears freeze on cheeks. These are the days of deepest sorrow. But look - there - a glimmer in the blackness. A gleam of starlight reflected in ice, the twinkle of [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Drifting

We had been floating for days. The mainland long out of sight. With no power and scant amounts of food, people were starting to get desperate. We still didn't understand what had happened, why this little bit of land had just broken off and floated away. Pulled on an invisible current too...where? We still had [...]

#WriteUpJuly – Week 3

It’s time for my (slightly delayed) week 3 round up of the #writeupjuly challenge I’m taking part in a over on Instagram, hosted by the lovely Emily Morgan of Write Up. The challenge – #writeupjuly – gives writers the chance to introduce themselves and their current works in progress to the Instagram writing community (which, by the way, is just [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – In The Lamplight

All was in darkness and silence. Only the feeble glow of the lamp provided any relief. It was in the cone fo that yellow light that I observed him: the little daemon at the foot of my bed. He perched there, unmoving except for the slow blink of his black eyes, and regarded me with [...]