These stories are not long.
This is a story I wrote one afternoon, in Cafe Nero. It’s strange how much your style changes over time but even though I have had the dreaded WB this year and have hardly written anything, I know I would write this completely differently now. The descriptions are clunky and do nothing to move the… Continue reading Lashings of Bread and Butter
This story is inspired by a phenomenal Ice Cream parlour in Seaham called Lickety Split. As soon as I heard the name I LOVED it! I made my sister take me to it last summer and as soon as I got inside a story started to form. This story is I think is my favourite of all… Continue reading Lick and Split