Crime

Toadstool

Her dreams are a cascading collage of intimate relations involving pain and violence. They are shocking and yet arousing in their strange little way...

Thunder gathered in the midst of the equator and an heavenly descent is upon us.

Magnifying Glass.

We watched some TV.
Terror scoops the news.

Number Five in my Whitstable tales - inspired by a long walk in the sunshine through Herne Bay and up to Reculver - and back.

Hands that cut stone that carry evil could not produce such a sound.

A little night music

Clean at hands….
We are light and airy utter.
We are poor also despair. We are differed much to rich in living ways. Poor are weak and bared with hands.

Are you too guilty of aiding and abetting such a crime?

“Justice”, she said.

I thought this was the quickest way to bring Footsie's situation to the attention of the widest number of people as not everyone goes on the forum.

my body is
but I'm not there

From the playground
To the workplace

In the early 1980's, a police detective is mourning the recent death of his friend. However, he soon discovers a conspiracy that will change the medical world and the world at large.

I told her we would have to make it look like a break in, so she would have to dress up as a burglar

A psychotic teenager becomes obsessed with a retired actress and the character she played in the 1960's, to the point where fantasy and reality become blurred with potentially fatal consequences.

The Final Day for Robbie.

Surrounded on all sides by the Mafia's hit men, Oliver and James have surely found themselves in a pickle. Later, the two detectives come face-to-face with Bubba Sisney, the leader of the mafia.

Robbie makes some mistakes and Ivan is quick on his tail. Things are about to get very messy.