Did your father ever give you a nickname? Mine did, but there was no love behind the name, only hate. I wasn’t his princess, his sweetie or his pumpkin. No, I was his King Kong. He always enjoyed telling me the story of my birth. Apparently, the mere sight of my face killed my mother when she gave birth to
Your stomach rumbles. Hmm, what shall I have for dinner? You think, leaning back against the sofa. The week has been tough. Your boss has insisted on you increasing your workload. ‘I’m sorry, but it’s not fair to the others if you don’t do the same amount of work,’ she said, dropping the files on your desk. You tried to
Once upon a time, there was a young wolf called Wolfric, or Wolfie as his Ma and Grandma used to call him. Wolfric was a kind young wolf, so when he heard his Grandma was poorly, he asked if he could do something to help. ‘Well, Wolfie, it would be helpful if you could take this spicy carrot soup to
Here is my Christmas drabble (100-word story) trio. Krampus vs Santa ‘You’ve been insulting me again.’ Krampus prodded Santa in the back. Santa eased round on the bar stool. ‘Ho! Ho! Ho! It is you who’s been insulting me.’ ‘Let’s end this.’ ‘Ho! Ho! Ho! Yes, let’s take it outside.’ Outside the North Pole Bar, Santa’s and Krampus’s elves circled