Ken Preston
The National Writers Conference, Going to Prison, and more...
I spent two days this week working in prisons, running creative writing
Le Grande Mystérieux - Chapter One
Overshadowing all else, though, were the wings that sprouted from its back. Nothing that Miss Fenwick had told me had conveyed the true horror of those membranous appendages, unfurled and poised ready to lift the cat into the air. Or to close around its prey.
Punch.
A Mr Thursday Story.
Why?
Dear God, why are they doing this
Scarecrow.
A Mr Thursday Story.
The rain sluiced down on him in sheets
TOYLAT
A Mr Thursday Story.
‘Seriously?’ Lydia said. ‘You expect me to go
Billy.
A Short Story.
Billy were six foot tall and weighed about sixty
Looking for Walter Newhouse Chapter Eleven
When I arrived at Cora’s, a light was growing on the
Looking for Walter Newhouse Chapter Ten
The next thing I remember is waking up in the boot of
Looking for Walter Newhouse Chapter Nine
Newhouse had arranged to meet Cora around the back of St Martin’
Looking for Walter Newhouse Chapter Eight
The harsh ring of the telephone pulled me from a half sleep
Looking for Walter Newhouse Chapter Seven
I headed back into Birmingham, thinking about everything I had just seen.