Stories
By glennvn
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The Cat in the Coat
A short story about a cat, a man and a coat
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A Fine Japanese Couple
At the table opposite mine, in the Saigon café where I dine alone, slowly working my way through a brie and blue cheese omelette, there sits a Japanese husband and wife.
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Alley Cat
I thought I might bring you up to speed on my situation, I mean, where I live. I know that many of you have been wondering about that.
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Days of Fish
Beach Cat crawled out from his rocky hollow to have a look around, out into the mist, into the sand, felt the moist grit under his paws, the salt air in his lungs, padded out towards the sea, barely m
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Me and Dawg
Most of the time, I have no idea of what Dawg’s talking about, and now wasn’t any different. But, I don’t want to upset him. So, I just nod. He likes it when I nod.
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The Vacant House
The house had been under surveillance for a week or more. One of the guys lived in the same street and had been keeping an eye on its status when he wasn’t at school.
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Pepsi, My Lucky Pen and the Breakfast Buffet
In the morning I went down to the small outdoor restaurant, for the breakfast buffet. The dogs were everywhere. Everywhere
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Two Tabs of Codeine and a bowl of Rogan Josh
I’m sitting in an Indian restaurant and there is a woman looking in at me from outside.
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Drinking with Da Bears
Is there anyone who doesn’t like sitting in a room full of men. I, for one, love it; particularly a room full of old men.
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The State of My Shorts
The State of My Shorts
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Just Like a Real Writer
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Memoirs of an Escape Artist
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Interview with the Writer
Interviewer: How did you get into writing?
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Mr Jones
I remember a time and, though it was not so long ago, the world was a younger place. Mr Jones and I had found ourselves – how can I put this – on the outside of things.
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Strawberry Girl and the Beast
Every morning I go to the café and sit in the luxurious sofa chairs outside near the busy street, under small black pipes that blow a fine mist of Saigon tap water, gently into my coffee.
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More Toilet Humour
This week, Tuesday to be exact, I got a parasite and bacterial infection in my stomach, possibly from a paté and baguette snack I had for lunch from a street stall.
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Love, Death, Politics and December
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The Milky-White Legs of Spring
The other night I was sitting in an Russian restaurant surreptitiously eavesdropping on the only other occupied table: two married couples, one older and one younger, North American, Christian…very
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The Leaving
I stood outside and thought about it, then I thought some more. Once again, I had found myself high up, continually climbing, ludicrously skyward, the 23rd floor to be exact.
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Underwater
I have now been on my island paradise one full day and yet, I know it will take more time to fully shake the agitations of Saigon, all of which I packed and brought with me.
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Where to Now, my Little Furry-Snouted Friends?
As I wander through the valley of the lost sheep, I forgot what it was that I seek. Now, in this small break, this tiny space, this tiny pause, my...
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The House at the Edge of the Deep Blue Sea
In the past 30 years, I have lived in 25 different houses, which means I have moved 25 times, 6 times in the last 5 years alone. I am now at the...
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This Precarious Life
For a time, I travelled a lot. I was like a traveling salesman, a salesman with nothing to sell. I travelled for pleasure, for experience. It’s not...
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Apple-pie Order
I like things to be in order, apple-pie order , as they say, or at least as they used to say. I even like my apple pies to be in apple-pie order. It’...
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