When I think about it, my most vivid and powerful memories of childhood are in black and white. The monochrome of the Saturday morning Odeon’s Kidz-Klub, and the Hollywood films on afternoon television, seemed so much more vibrant than anything that real life could come up with. And, as you would expect of someone who grewContinue reading “Black & White & Red All Over by Paul D. Brazill”
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A Cold Day in Helsinki by Paul D. Brazill
A Cold Day in Helsinki The January night had long since waned when Mika blasted Aki’s brains over the snow covered street, producing a more than passable Rorschach test. A murder of crows sliced through the whiteness as the purr of the passing motorcycle grew to a roar, masking the sound of the shotgun. WhenContinue reading “A Cold Day in Helsinki by Paul D. Brazill”
The Man Who Could Afford to Orgy But Didn’t by Paul D. Brazill.
The Man Who Could Afford to Orgy But Didn’t Despite it being the beginning of spring, a time when a young man’s fancy was said to turn… a tad carnal, Henry Becket was quite firm when he refused his friend’s offer to attend an orgy. He was well aware that Allan had made the suggestionContinue reading “The Man Who Could Afford to Orgy But Didn’t by Paul D. Brazill.”
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence’s Mate by Paul D. Brazill
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence’s Mate Oliver Peacock had often thought that there was an art to being in the right place at the right time and that life was more than simply a matter of chance, of luck. He supposed he put it down to his late father repeatedly telling him that peopleContinue reading “The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence’s Mate by Paul D. Brazill”
THE MAN WHOSE HEAD EXPANDED AND EVENTUALLY POPPED by Paul D. Brazill
THE MAN WHOSE HEAD EXPANDED AND EVENTUALLY POPPED Lenny Cray had always thought that the quest for experience was a vital part of a man’s learning curve and so, throughout his life, whenever a window of opportunity opened up, he jumped straight through, headfirst if necessary. And at times he just kicked the bugger in.Continue reading “THE MAN WHOSE HEAD EXPANDED AND EVENTUALLY POPPED by Paul D. Brazill”
A Packet Of Six
When I first started writing fiction, the first place I approached was Rob McEvily’s Six Sentence website. The site went dark for a while but now it’s back! So, check it out, if you have the chance. So, here are 6 of my Six Sentence yarns that appeared on the site. The Man Whose Head Expanded And Eventually Popped LennyContinue reading “A Packet Of Six”
The Man Whose Head Expanded And Eventually Popped
I’m back over at Six Sentences with The Man Whose Head Expanded And Eventually Popped: ‘Lenny Cray had always thought that the quest for experience was a vital part of a man’s learning curve and so, throughout his life, whenever a window of opportunity opened up, he jumped straight through, headfirst if necessary.’ Read theContinue reading “The Man Whose Head Expanded And Eventually Popped”
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence’s Mate is at 6S
I’m back over at the Six Sentences site with a little yarn entitled The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence’s Mate. ‘Oliver Peacock had often thought that there was an art to being in the right place at the right time and that life was more than simply a matter of chance, of luck.’ Read theContinue reading “The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence’s Mate is at 6S”
The Man Who Could Afford to Orgy But Didn’t is at 6S!
The Six Sentences ezine was set up by Robert McEvily is 2006. It was super popular and it even spawned a few anthologies. Contributors have included Cormac Brown, Jeanette, Cheezum, and Etan Hawk! And it’s BACK! And I have a new once up there called The Man Who Could Afford to Orgy But Didn’t.
Keep It Simple. Keep It Short.
I think I’ve always liked singles more than LPs. Preferred the short, sharp burst of a 45 rpm vinyl to 33 and 1/3 rpm of a few decent tunes padded out with fillers. And maybe that’s why I was drawn to flash fiction. I started off my crime writing ‘career’ – arf – submittingContinue reading “Keep It Simple. Keep It Short.”
Snap, Crackle & Pop! By Paul D. Brazill
Snap, Crackle & Pop! By Paul D. Brazill Snap went Larry’s index finger when Mo bent it back. Crackle went the cigar that Mo slammed into Larry’s face. Pop went the pistol that Mo shoved under Larry’s chin. Snap went the paparazzi when Mo was led into court. Crackle went the electric chair as MoContinue reading “Snap, Crackle & Pop! By Paul D. Brazill”