Set in a late night diner, when a stranger unpredictably pulls out a revolver on a waitress as the owner is forced to watch helplessly. But the stranger is hesitate to shoot her. His intentions do not seem his own.
** Saturday 30th September 201...
A Q&A from Spineless Wonders' online bookclub, with Sam George-Allen about blending fiction and non-fiction. In her book 'I Put a Spell on You', Sam explores how certain practices of women today mirror the work of their spell-casting ancestors. Pa...
A man considers the bounds of legality to gain vengeance on his Homeowner's Association.
Four boys conspire to steal Jesus from a Nativity Scene and return him on Christmas.
A collection of blog posts and short fiction by author Beabe Thompson.
Driving through a country town late at night, Angus runs out of petrol. It's about to be the least of his worries.
People sometimes take the wrong actions for the right reasons. Sometimes anger wins out over better judgment. Joey's older brother finds this out the hard way.
A hitman questions his life after discovering a magnificent Venetian rug inside the housing project of his next victims.
I have been told for years by friends and family that I should write a book, many anxiously awaiting for the day to come that I actually do. I am now finally going to attempt to make their wishes and my own come true, by writing my first book. It ...
This is a parody to The Walking Dead it includes Negans backstory.
This is a true story about the joys and challenges of teaching in Western Samoa in 1980. A feisty student and an Australian teacher adapting to life in a new culture.
A collection of short stories,
A sad tale of an old woman who remembers of her troubled childhood, heart breaking
I've written and published a lot of short stories over the past few decades. Here they are, along with anything new.
A short piece of Flash Fiction
A compilation of short stories. Basically, this is your free-for-all if you want to see what I'm all about. A little bit of everything.
Fan fic of 1D
I concentrate hard on the icing swirls of the cakes before me. First a golden sheaf of wheat, then the pale green of grass, and even some blue to represent sky, I suppose. I don't really know. I'm in a quiet zone where nothing can touch me, and it...