Skin Deep

I’m so happy to have a  new flash fiction out at Spelk  fiction today!

My story Skin Deep is based on my favourite song by The Stranglers. I have loved the haunting feel of that track for years. The lyrics are enigmatic but deal with the volatile and unpredictable nature of friendship.

I believe that all of  us, at some point, will have our friendships tested, especially in times of stress and trouble. People who you thought you could rely on, can simply disappear. Then strangers and others who you least suspect of caring; will sometimes step into their shoes…

Just to remind you -here are those great lyrics:

Many people tell you that they’re your friend
You believe them
You need them
For what’s round the river bend
Make sure that you’re receiving the signals they send
Cos better, you’ve only got two hands to lend

Maybe there’s someone who makes you weep
And some nights loom up ahead
When you’re asleep
Some days there’s things on your mind you should keep
Sometimes, it’s tougher to look than to leap

Better watch out for the skin deep
Better watch out for the skin deep
(better watch out) Watch out for the skin deep
(better watch out) Watch out for the skin deep
Better watch out for the skin deep

One day the track that you’re climbing gets steep
Your emotions are frayed
And your nerves are starting to creep
Just remember the days
As long as the time that you keep
Better, you better watch out for the skin deep

Better watch out for the skin deep
Better watch out for the skin deep
(better watch out) Watch out for the skin deep
(better watch out) Watch out for the skin deep
Better watch out for the skin deep

…and this is my story at Splek fiction today,

Skin Deep

 

 

Bad Reputation

I am delighted to have my story Bad Reputation at Spelk Fiction today!

I wrote this short story as I have always been fascinated with the idea of twins. As a child, I believed that twins had magical powers of intuition and shared a very special connection -Imagine having a lifelong friend, someone with whom you could share your dreams and nightmares, and always feel protected …

I knew you before you were born. I felt your heart beating, next to mine, through the liquid darkness. I couldn’t tell where you ended and I began. You were me and I was you, and that’s the way it was.

I have always been in your shadow: I can see that now. I was born six minutes after you, and have spent the rest of my life trying to catch up. I was your sidekick, your play thing, your weaker self. Always the second half of every sentence — Kate and Josie: never Josie and Kate.

That’s why, when you ran screaming into my room that night, covered in blood and desperate for my help, I couldn’t resist taking the blame for you.  Read more…

Winter Baby

You were a winter baby. Born in an ice white flurry of snow. We brought you home in our old camper van, strapping you into the baby seat that we had chosen together. I fussed about you being too hot and too cold, as everything needed to be perfect for you, my first and only child. Simon turned on the radio and we listened to a young girl who sang like an angel; and we felt blessed too. Turning to Simon as he smiled at me, there was that sense of deep knowing, that in that one single moment my whole life was complete, and as I gazed into your sweet, new-born face, I knew that you were my life; my beautiful, beautiful boy…

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