Back in 2024 I wrote three posts about my little writing journey and then disappeared for a bit. I did come back but I never finished the story, well as much as that’s possible, more of a bring you up to date thing really. As it’s been two years (rather than the week I said it would be) I will link the previous parts of the story at the bottom of the post.

This is everyone’s favourite story from Sandcastles … Love, Andy which was originally written for an online magazine.

Yesterday I found out Sandcastles, my short story collection, had been awarded a red ribbon being one point shy of being a finalist.

‘Okay you got your stuff back can I go now?’ Aaron made for the door. James got hold of his arm. ‘Can you sell it legit?’ Aaron rolled...

They'd had a lot of freedom back then. When James started building his collection. They would go anywhere and everywhere at the drop of a...

‘Where did Jamie go?’ Who’s Jamie?’ Layla continued to clear the tables. ‘The Chef, you must remember’. ‘There’s been so many, they float...

As he flicked through the letters, a small, handwritten envelope caught his attention. His heart began to thump... The familiar scrawl...

In the 1960’s Ivy and Alan bought a shop on the Kings Road to sell second hand clothes and whatever else took their fancy. ‘After a...

She hadn't meant to scare the child; she didn’t know he was there. The barn was dark. She was hiding from The Master, he had a temper on...

As I entered Professor Althorp’s home the reek of pipe tobacco took me back to my childhood. My grandfather was also a professor, a...