This story has been one of my favourites to put into audio form. Originally part of the Write Club project, this short is about a scientist stranded on a spaceship that is locked into a terminal descent into the Earth’s atmosphere.
She is reminiscing on what brought her there and remembering some of her favourite things about being home.
It also has one of my favourite last lines of anything I have written;
I hope it looks like a shooting star, as my scream is lost in the ship’s roar. Then I will burn out into the night and into nothing. I hope that unknowing lovers and children will see it and wish for great and wonderful things upon my death.
Even now, I still love the idea of the story. It’s a pretty sad one and it kind of came out of nowhere in my brain.
When I arrived, I found a ghost story in the bible.
I read it and laughed. Well, it sounded like bollocks; phone ringing in the night, noises outside. All the usual stuff.
People are idiots.
I went to bed.
It wasn’t a story, it was a warning.
My phone rang at three am.
Someone tried my door.
In the bed next to me was the shape of a person in the sheets, and when I dreamt, my dreams were black. Someone spoke to me in my sleep. They told me if I didn’t write down what happened that I would be next.
I am super proud to present, Dig. This is an audio version of a story that was part of the collection of short stories Gareth Topping and I put together called, Fear Is A Mirror.
Dig is probably one of the oldest of my stories to make it into the collection and was originally written as part of a short story group I was a founding member of. The group was formed out of a desire to write with other, like-minded weirdos and get quality, constructive critique.
I’d like to present the audio version of Ghoulboy.
I’m pretty proud of this short story and I had a ton of fun recording the audio version of it. Unlike my first attempt, working with the recording software, and hardware was a lot easier.
Ghoulboy is about the misunderstanding of a young teenager who is going through a divorce. He hears the horrible insults that his parents throw at each other and believes them to be real.
I had the idea for this story travelling on a train journey to some god forsaken town in the north of England, where the only interesting structures among the post war prefab houses were a set of cooling towers.
Now, anyone who knows me, knows that I am slightly obsessed with urban/ industrial decay and pylons, and that is some of the imagery that I got to play with here.
Elueutherophobia is a story that is featured in Fear is a Mirror, a collection of stories my friend, Gareth Topping and I produced together and put out last year.
This is one of my favourite stories in the collection despite being one of the shortest. I think it captures a lot of the fictional universe that lives inside my head; a place where the furthest logical conclusion to my own Orwellian paranoia lives.
It’s also the first time I properly tried to write fiction in second person. I remember trying it out for the first time in a writing group held by my friend and fellow writer, Stephanie Victoire and I found it actually quite thrilling to write like that. It’s difficult to maintain, which is probably why this is so short.
I think that is another reason why I decided to try this story in an audio format first.
And just in case you are interested, there is a sequel to this short which is called Freedom is a Crack of Light, and it can be found on my site.
Please excuse any production weirdness, I am still learning. I hope you enjoy this, and I look forward to producing more audio versions of my stories.