You’re busking. She is coming. You lift your sax, close your eyes…
What would be your answer to the ultimate question in “Quiz Night”?
These and 40 other “Compelling gems of stories” fill this newly-released eBook and paperback with a laugh, a secret smile, a sting in the tail or a knot in the stomach.
- Baksheesh Bill could save the life of the enemy fighter pilot, but will he?
- And this lady? She’s the Prim Reaper? Who are you kidding?
- Please! Not my Mirror! It’s the most expensive thing in the—
- Do you throw people around in glass houses? Or will you come to the Yuli Accord?
This is my first foray into publishing “straight” short stories, although I have five sci-fi books on Amazon already.
It’s aimed at:-
- anyone intelligent enough to enjoy their life and what they read. I’ve had a lot of positive comments from women readers, who like the powerful female characters.
- anyone who has a coffee break, a journey to work, or a quiet spell of an evening.
I’ve been pleased with the reception from several writers’ groups, pre-release readers and the darts team in the Dog and Duck (not really – the pub’s still in Lockdown. And the captain isn’t locked down; he’s locked-up. Somewhere called Sing Sing?)
“Very, very readable… This book lifted my spirit.”
“I told my husband he can have it back next week.”
“Brilliant! I never saw that coming,” is what I said on finishing half these tales.
With the others, I’m thinking, “Yes! – Got him!” or “Go on – Get in there.”
“There’s nothing routine here.”
It’s great when people say things like that, because I invest so much of myself in my stories. They’re all precious to me. “That’s why,” someone told me, “they’re so involving for readers.”
Try the shortest story from Twists & Turns
A Category Four Name
The way my adoptive parents told me, before they enrolled me at Braven Boys Elementary School, was that I was found on a church doorstep one July morning. ‘The church ladies promptly cleaned you up, wrapped you up and took you to the hospital—’
‘Where they had a unit for castoffs like you.’ My new dad always told it like it was.
‘It was their obligation to register foundlings with the police and the authorities. And, of course, fill in the forms and make it official – including a name for you.’
‘Rather than go down an alphabetical list,’ Mom said, ‘or their cats’ and dogs’ names, like anybody normal, the nurses apparently liked to have a laugh. They picked first names by watching the TV, and, once they sat down, the first personal name that appeared on screen was what the baby got.’
‘It had to be on screen,’ Dad butted back in, ‘because they didn’t know how to spell some of the weird monikers they have these days. Second names, or surnames, they picked by the first place that was spelled out.
‘It happened that when they turned the TV on, it was the news – which is usually good, apparently,’ New Mom told me, ‘because they get lots of names and places straight away. The big thing on the news was this category 4 hurricane scooting round the Gulf and heading for the Louisiana coast a bit west of New Orleans.’
‘That sounds dodgy,’ I said, when they were telling me. ‘So I just avoided having a family name of New Orleans or Louisiana?’
‘You can thank the Good Scheduler in the Sky for not putting them names on the screen, eh?’ Dad laughed about that, alright. ‘What popped up on the screen was, “Hurricane latest – Barry nears land at Lafayette.” So that was agreed. To much merriment, I’m told.’
Thus, I am Barry Nearsland Lafayette. Pretty smart huh? Name fit for an artist or a movie producer, although I really want to follow Dad in the design and construction business.
I am so lucky: a week earlier, I would have been Andrea Yucatán Peninsula. One week later, I’d have been Chantal Horseshoe-Beach Florida. I don’t think I would have survived Kindergarten at Braven Boys.
On my website, you’ll find three complete stories from Twists & Turns. They are The Wolf Whistle, The Pry Mintser, and Catering. I wouldn’t say “Every one a winner”, but two of them are.
There are also fifteen stories from the sci-fi side.
My books are at AMAZON
I also do an erratic Facebook page
My gratitude to Readers Magnet for inviting me to write to Authors’ Lounge stretches slightly beyond infinity (that’s a bridge in northern England, so-called because its reflection creates the infinity symbol. I mean – little old me, from the former mining village of Brinsley in Nottinghamshire, UK.
Brinsley’s sole claim to literary fame is the writer DH Lawrence. My teaching career began at the same school he attended, sixty years before.
Me? A former teacher, and headteacher of a special school, turned dreaded school inspector. Chris, my teacher wife refers to the last sixteen traitorous years as “sleeping with the enemy”. In the 1980’s my Ph.D. research pioneered the use of computers in the education of children with extreme learning difficulties.
I’ve written many non-fiction articles for books and magazines, mostly about volcanoes that we have climbed around the world; and dinosaur footprints that can still be found in the rock layers along the coast of Yorkshire, England. I include a poem in every book. Don’t worry, my poems have won competitions, so they’re not too bad.
Inspiration? Comes from sitting in waiting rooms at the doctor, the dentist and veterinarian, walking the hills, driving some awful roads, vacations abroad, people I meet… you name it.
Next? A sci-fi book “The Fractus Project” scheduled for 24th April (my mum’s birthday); and another short stories book “Roads Less Travelled” on 4th May (my brother’s birthday).
As one reviewer said, “Superb stories. Treat Yourself!”