The Moving Pen | Authors’ Draft Stories

Authors’ Draft Stories

First Man

I blame the gods for what befell me, and claim my triumph for myself. I am born of dust. The place where …

21 Min Read
Pellucid

They are lapdogs at the foot of my bed.  One is charity, a pallid young man seeking alms for those he has …

26 Min Read
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“It’s howling!” “No, it’s just a breeze”.  She stares at her grandfather as he leans against the door, his worn flannelette shirt …

6 Min Read
The Looking Glass

The man stands at the door with a satchel in his hand. Can I help you? says the woman. She looks at …

12 Min Read
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  I felt like a criminal. In fact, now I think about it, I was. We snuck down narrow streets, ill-lit alleys, …

15 Min Read
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Chapter 1 – Dad’s New Car Leaning on the kitchen bench, Lisa held the brochure up with both hands.  This was the …

7 Min Read
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Click clack. Click clack.  The thrum of the iron wheels against the steel tracks, pulsates in rhythm with Dot’s temples.  Click clack, …

2 Min Read
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The burden is too heavy to carry Even for those who want to bear it You grasp it tight and hold it …

1 Min Read
A Pail Heart

It all began with Marty’s pail of weed. And I mean pail – one of those galvanised steel pails your grandma had …

17 Min Read
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In our house the boogie man lives in the cupboard of my bedroom.  He always has. And always will. I don’t know …

3 Min Read