Syd and John Play Checkers

Syd and John Play Checkers

“Sure, I know games. Football. Poker. Insurance. It’s all about risk and reward, and reading people, anticipating their next move. Chess? Yeah. It’s like polo. A game for the rich. They play by different rules. They can afford to lose. But the prize for everybody in...
Nunchucks and Mistletoe

Nunchucks and Mistletoe

A Christmas Drink December twenty third. Atherton Cemetery blanketed in snow. Me, with my big coat on and a can of Carling, blinking away the falling snowflakes. +++++Crouching at my mate Ronnie Finkell’s grave. +++++Staring at the headstone, thinking how weird it was...
Washed Clean

Washed Clean

The ancient monastery sat on a russet hill, teetering, seemingly on the brink of bludgeoning the town below with stone and wood. But it had stood in this precarious and threatening position for as long as anyone could remember. +++++The monks roamed into the town once...
Antecedent

Antecedent

He held six discrete bits of information in his head simultaneously. No way to write them down so he recalled them in order on three separate occasions, six blanks in formation like a constellation. He awoke with only the memory of remembering, but not the...
Not A Day Goes By

Not A Day Goes By

I adjusted for the wind and everything. The kite veered way too far off the southwest corner of the building anyway. The more I tried to get it out of the flight path, the more adamant it seemed on staying there, a Jolly Roger taunting me from the no-fly zone....