Click here for the other parts of The Last Day. Every penny in Anna’s name had been poured into making the trip from her native Canberra, Australia to Chisinau, Moldova. It hadn’t been easy to get the connecting flights, but she’d managed it in the end. From Chisinau, it was a journey south to the … Continue reading The Last Day Part 2–Anna
This is just a quick post to announce my effective return to the blogosphere. I’m sure my two, maybe three, regular readers have missed me! As the title states, I have no intention of apologising for the unannounced break. That would imply that I’m sorry and feel guilty for it. Neither of the two apply. … Continue reading No Apologies
The vote was unanimous. Everyone wanted to see Luke go and talk to the woman of his dreams, Helena. So, without any further ado, let's find out how that course of action played out... (If you haven't read the first part then click here) I give Joe a confident look, blow a sigh, and then … Continue reading The Office Christmas Party (And the Winner Is…)
I'm trying something a little cheesy and clichéd for this story. I've written two alternative endings and I want you, readers, to vote for which one I should go with. The winner will be posted on Christmas Eve. I feel so awkward. To be honest, the awkwardness and tension have been coursing through me all … Continue reading The Office Christmas Party
It finally happened. After a long, long time of waiting, I recently started my new job. It’s great to finally be back in work after my longest ever stint of unemployment. Having to watch the pennies like a hawk had become somewhat tedious. I’m just over a week into the job and it’s just been … Continue reading Living the Dream Part 16 (Work-Life Balance)
Colin – The Scottish Legend recently shared my flash fiction story in his Spring Writing Event. The idea for the story was completely off the cuff with no great forethought put in. I just let the words flow. Have a read and see what you think. Big thanks to Colin for sharing.
[This story was written by Paul E bailey. its a short one but fitting and enjoyable hope you enjoy it]
As is my usual custom, I knock upon the door to ensure that nobody is inside. There never is because that would be extremely poor planning on the part of my employer, but one can never be too careful in this line of work. In twenty-five years, seven months, one week and four days in this job there have never been hiccups to cause me problems, and I have never failed in my task.
What is my job? That’s simultaneously very easy to answer and extremely complex. I’m a hitman. I kill people. It’s not a job I yearned to have or anything. I fell into it by accident. I learned how to use ranged firearms in the army, and I was by far the best in my regiment…
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