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One Headlight on ReadWave

Thrilled to share that my short story “One Headlight” is being featured as a Staff Pick (and will potentially be Story of The Week) on Very, very, very pleased!  Check it out at


This Week In Kenny’s World (5) – Aversion Cover Reveal Date and Christmas Anthology

My, my, my! We’ve been busy this past week in Kenechi land (but I’ll try and keep this short). I’m very pleased to announce that there will be a cover reveal for Aversion (Book One of The Mentalist Series) on Friday 16th November. This will feature on this blog and on some other bloggers’ pages so keep an eye out for it. Also, I’m doubly excited to share that my short story, The Clause, has been accepted as part of a Christmas anthology for a UK Charity. I know! Terribly exciting news. It is due out end of the month and I will post more details on here when things are all sorted out.

In other news, The Altercation of Vira was reviewed by Martha of BooksBooks&MoreBooks last Thursday and Annabelle of Sparkles and Lightning included The Other Slipper as a giveway book as part of her Blogoversary Celebrations. There are also still a couple of tour slots available for Aversion’s three weeks book blog tour in January (only 3 spaces left I think) so if you want to sign up, now is the time to do so (courtesy of Tumbling in Books).

That’s it for now but watch this space.

Short Story 23: Flash Fiction

Today we cross the River Toal in an attempt to breach the gates of Groath. Our quest to save the princess has brought us into this strange realm, much further from home than we have ever ventured, but we cannot allow ourselves to become disheartened. True warriors must sometimes walk the path of loneliness to achieve greatness. If we are successful in battling the guards at the gates, tomorrow we move on to Seram to find the Light That Never Fades. Our mentor implored us to seek this true beacon out to…

“Jacob, honey, your dinner is ready.”

Urgh! Why now?

“Is that your mother again?” the Russian inquired with an impatient sigh.

“Sounds like her,” the South African concurred.

“Can’t she bring your food up to your room? That’s what I make my mum do.” the girl from Canada suggested.

“Just skip it. I survived on crisps and Cola for two days the week The Soldiers of Ixora came out.” This unhelpful input came from the Australian. I could picture him sitting in his own filth in a dark room as he munched on large curls of oven dried potatoes.  Then again, I had never met him so the image I had in my head was of the avatar that graced the side of my computer screen.

Adjusting  my headset,  I considered the logic of their suggestions. It was already past eight and Mum must have delayed her dinner shout especially for me.  She knew how cranky I got when my game sessions were interrupted by Continue reading

This Week In Kenny’s World…3

So, this week Caeblogs reached a milestone – it passed the 10,000 hits mark! Hurrah! A big thank you to everyone who has stopped by over the last 16 months and made this possible.

I also signed up to Wattpad and I intend to post my short stories on there, starting with most of the ones I’ve posted here already. Feel free to check out my page whenever you’re free. And as always, please spread the word. Thanks.

Short Story 22: Flash Fiction – One Headlight

Today was the day he was going to give her everything she had wanted. That elusive ring she’d hinted at for the first three years they’d been together then stopped mentioning in the last two. That house in the suburbs with the large back garden and white picket fence where they would raise the children she’d always wanted. Even the haircut he should have had a few months ago. He was going to do it all. The near miss he’d had with the lorry as he drove home that evening had imparted the fleetingness of his life on him. Like people said it would, his life had flashed before his eyes and all he had seen was Jenna. Nothing and no one else. That had to mean something. He was going to make it up to her from today. He smiled as he stepped into the flat, the adrenaline coursing through his veins gave him the boost he needed to carry out his mission. He only stopped short at the stark absence of the seaside watercolour she had painted and proudly hung up in the hallway. Then he began to notice the other things.


Today was the day she was going to leave him. She had spent a long time waiting for Jason to realise that she existed and then spent even longer waiting for him to acknowledge that her aspirations and dreams mattered too. At first she’d carried some hope that he would open his eyes to what was in front of him but in the end she’d stayed around because splitting rent and holiday expenses with him was convenient. She didn’t think he even noticed that she’d stopped texting him whenever she saw a billboard that reminded her of the first time they’d met at the seaside.  Harry had waited in his car as she took one last look at the flat she had shared with Jason for the last few years.  It had taken her this long to accept that she could Continue reading

Short Story 21: Flash Fiction – The Size of A Mountain

She had been chipping away at it for days. Slowly but surely, the decimation had carried on until she sat looking at the remains of what had once seemed the size of a mountain. She had nearly lost it when her mother showed up to check on her, asking too many questions as always. Why hadn’t Erin returned it like they had discussed? Did she think it was healthy to continue like that? Erin had moved it into the spare room once her mother had left the house and just in time too as her sister also popped in the day after. She too would have been unimpressed by its presence. They all said getting rid of it was a good sign that she was moving forward but Erin knew best. Days had turned into a week and now there was only one task left to finish.

She took a deep breath and picked up the marzipan figure, looking all smug in its top hat. It was only when she heard the cracking sound as her teeth clamped down on its neck that she finally let out a sigh of relief. Continue reading

Short Story 20: Flash Fiction

[This Flash Fiction piece was initiated by James of Fantasy in Motion. It’s called The 3 Minute Story and all we had to do was think up a theme for a story, make up some names for characters, find a timer/stopwatch and start writing! So basically write a story in 3 minutes. Here is the result…wasn’t easy!]

Theme: Fear

Day three. Or maybe it was day four now. Hannah had lost track of time after the last touch. She was sure she hadn’t intended to let them in but it had still happened. There was no way of knowing what had occurred in the time she had been unconscious but she could sense the residue of the fever it always brought with it. Continue reading