No leaves stirred in the dry summer wind.
These are the five stories I wrote and published on the blog in the year 2020 that I am personally most proud of. The ones that still resonate with me. The ones that don't make me cringe and think "Well, that was definitely dashed off in five minutes."
There is a crack in the sky today. Thin, spidery, creeping from the horizon, behind the ribboned white of the clouds.
It is December 20th. Brian is alone. That’s all right. He never liked Christmas anyway...