My fiction

I write short stories and flash fiction, and have some novels in the works.

Short stories

I publish my short stories on Vocal.

I have no choice but to accept what I can’t change

Once upon a time there were three Bears…

The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own.

The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room.

A child…a key…a lock

The long plaintive wail of a train horn startles me awake.

The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.

There weren’t always dragons in the Valley.

Dear Mum, I need to tell you some things.

Grandma always said that barn owls were a portent of death

“You know that never happened, right?”

Once she did this—if she did this—there would be no going back

Halloween spent in nature was a Buckley family tradition.

Sometimes you have to make your own decisions

A frozen pond is as quiet as a moment in time.

Caroline must have done this drive at least 82,359 times before.

I always thought my brother was dead.

Can an apocalypse be one person’s fault?

The first time he saw it was three days after his official retirement.

Flash fiction

I watch him with sleepy eyes and wonder what happened to us.

It should be me up there.

Doug said he’d been doing it for months.

“If you can’t fix it with duct tape, you’re not using enough duct tape.”

I’m not packing my suitcase. I’m packing yours.

The old man shuffled into the food court.

“I’ll start at the top,” I said.

Sharing your body with a demon sucks.

We were inseparable…until we weren’t.

That’s me on the porch of that old holiday rental.

“Where were you yesterday?” How do I answer that?