Somewhere, Over the Bridge

by Claire Lawrence

I wake to the long, low horn of a towboat and the smell of creosote wafting off the river. Work’s calling and it feels like something’s blowing in. I roll onto my side. Cardboard boxes, piles of clothing and a…


Short Story Optimistic, Reflective

My name is Joanna Sterling and I’m a Collector – my collection of contemporary, vintage and period brooches has been amassed over 30 years. The story collection published here is not quite so old but is just as diverse. There are short stories and flash fiction, my own and ones by other writers. Some are traditional and others more avant-garde. I aim to select stories that intrigue, amuse and maybe provoke. Open up The Casket of Fictional Delights and pick out a story or a brooch.

Read more