Think Of A Name For It

By Cy Forrest

"Plays with language and rests squarely on the line between clarity and confusion."

"Stories that will lead you along strange ways."

"Tomorrow's world today, and vice-versa."

"Ian Duncan Smith's powerfully understated glimpse."

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Cherry

Glue

By Cy Forrest on Wed, 29 Sep 2004

Why get rid of something that works?
Other Fiction
Certificate U
Cherry

The North Is So Much Better For Youngsters Today

By Cy Forrest on Tue, 16 Dec 2008

A man came to fix the washing machine, and she noticed his teeth. The man said he had them inserted permanently because he’s a theatrical entertainer.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U
Cherry

Telescopes

By Cy Forrest on Mon, 01 Apr 2013

“Good,” said Dr Grappa. “Now, do you have a problem staggering or leaning to one side?” Geoffrey blinked, “Do I?” he replied beaming.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

Nobody Told the Horse

By Cy Forrest on Thu, 10 May 2007

The dog pulled on its lead, and the owners pulled back. They said I shouldn’t hang around. I was making things worse. The dog was hard to control.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

I Hadn't Even Started

By Cy Forrest on Thu, 10 May 2007

I took half steps. I passed neat lawns, and tiny conifers. I stopped at a fishpond, and then I was alongside her. I couldn’t believe anyone could walk so slowly.
Other Fiction
Certificate U

Not Your Problem

By Cy Forrest on Thu, 10 May 2007

The sun was overhead. There wasn’t a shadow in the square. I saw graffiti. She stopped by a shop window, and I kept walking.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U

Think Of A Name For It

By Cy Forrest on Thu, 10 May 2007

I saw a clothesline lying in foot high grass, and then I saw the back door. I found the key. I opened the door, and walked into a kitchen.
Other Fiction
Story
Certificate U
Cherry

The Day I Asked Blake Morrison If He Raced Pigeons

By Cy Forrest on Mon, 15 Oct 2007

The day I asked Blake Morrison if he raced pigeons, there was a bad vibe in the tiny Goldsmith’s classroom, University of London. There was no air. The windows were shut and the blinds were closed.
Autobiography
Story
Certificate U
Cherry

Last Place in the Labour Party Treasure Hunt

By Cy Forrest on Tue, 23 Oct 2007

During my time in the Labour Party, in the 1990s, there were plenty of people opposed to its rebranding. But there were also plenty of new people joining all the time.
Autobiography
Story
Certificate U

Fill Her Belly, Boy

By Cy Forrest on Thu, 28 Mar 2013

“It was nice meeting you,” she said. “See you again some time.” Bernard stared at me. The barman stared at me. Everyone was fucking staring at me.
Other Fiction
Certificate 18