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Starting the New Year Off…

A belated Happy New Year to everyone! Where has the time gone? I’m still slightly shocked that it’s already mid Jan…at this rate we’ll be singing carols again in no time! Anyway, at the start of each new year I promise myself I will write more short stories for fun but life tends to get in the way (as always) and all my random story ideas get shelved for another year. So when I came across a flash fiction competition last week with a four day deadline (I work best under pressure), I decided to give it a go just to prove to myself that I can still conjure a complete tale in a few words. Suffice to say, I didn’t win (maybe I should have spent more than a couple of hours on it) but I kinda like the story I came up with so I thought I’d post it here. There was no theme (I actually wish there was!) but the word limit was 400 – 500. Hope you like it.

Refund – A Short Story 

“You can’t make me leave,” Jane bellowed at no one in particular. With her long dark fringe hanging over her eyes and her arms waving frantically in the air, it didn’t look like anyone would actually have the courage to try to move her.

When she was sure she had the full attention of her little audience, she pointed at the bag of chewy sweets she had dumped on the counter. “I was promised five hundred grams and this weighs four hundred and ninety-three.”

“But ma’am, it’s only a rough estimation. You can’t expect them to get it down to the last gram for every bag.”

“I don’t see any statement on the pack about estimations so I’d like my three and a half pence back or a full refund. I know my consumer rights.”

The rather young looking manager’s eyes darted around the store, making it quite obvious he wasn’t sure what her consumer rights were. He was probably wondering how long he could entertain her hysteria without scaring off other customers. She had been there less than five minutes and pretty much everyone had stopped what they were doing to focus on the unfolding debacle. Her glare wore him out in the end and he sighed, nodding at the checkout lady who handed Jane four one penny coins.

“I don’t have half a penny…” Continue reading

Twice Upon A Time: Fairytale, Folklore and Myth – Reimagined and Remastered.

Twice upon a time_coverTwice upon a time_back cover

I am so thrilled to be a part of this spectacular fairytale retelling anthology. Twice Upon A Time was put together by editor and blogger Joshua Allen Mercier as a launch for his new publishing house, The Bearded Scribe. Having previously been featured on Joshua’s blog (Aversion review), I was approached earlier this year with an invitation to submit a short story for the launch. Since I’d already tackled Cinderella’s story in my YA novel, The Other Slipper, I figured I would try to come up with something darker for this. About six months later, I submitted my  wacky take on the Sleeping Beauty story, which was accepted (phew!) and now sits alongside about 40 other stories . I hope new and old readers of my work will enjoy the stories, and share your thoughts on them online.

The anticipated release date is the 23rd of December, just in time for a Christmas morning read in bed. I will post more links up in the coming week but, in the meantime, below is the book’s blurb and links to its Youtube book trailer Continue reading

Flash Fiction: The Request

the request[So, some of you might already know of my short story posts on Readwave. The powers that be on that site recently started a weekly writing challenge which I decided to participate in this week. This week’s challenge is for us to write a story in the form of a correspondence between two unlikely people. Hope you enjoy my attempt.]

Dear Peter

Thank you so much for your warm letter. I was both surprised and delighted to receive your supportive words last week as it is not often I hear from 35 year olds, especially now most people have lost faith in my existence. I was initially unsure if I could come through with your requests because your list is a little specific. A blonde, leggy Katy Perry look-alike wasn’t so hard to find, but I had some problems acquiring the new Mercedes-Benz CLA Class at such short notice. The six figure salary job in the city was also a bit tricky to negotiate until an old friend obliged; after I hinted that I might forget to stop over at his house this year (his three children would have been very upset with him).

Everything was ready to be dispatched in time but, regrettably, the missus found your letter and had other ideas about your position on the naughty list. Turns out you haven’t been a good boy for some time now. I was willing to overlook some of your adventurous transgressions until she pointed out the unfortunate incident of the twenty sixth of September. Peter! Some things are best left undone, even if the (much too tempting) opportunity arises. Continue reading

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 ReadWave.com. Very, very, very pleased!  Check it out at http://www.readwave.com/

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

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