Justin Tuijl

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Storythe house with a collapsing roof Justin Tuijl41 year 1 month ago
CollectionJustin's Poems Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
Blog entryNever did write for money anyway, my books are free Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
Story4am Justin Tuijl31 year 1 month ago
Story180 Years Old Justin Tuijl21 year 1 month ago
StoryAlbert and Perky Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
StoryThe Others Justin Tuijl91 year 1 month ago
StoryA night at my work, a journal like entry Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
StoryIn the footsteps of Lawrence of Alexandria Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
Storyit was a unique development Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
StoryThe Recovery Centre Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
StoryA Letter to Lachlann Justin Tuijl21 year 1 month ago
Storyshatter Justin Tuijl21 year 1 month ago
Storyisland Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
CollectionJustin's Fiction Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
CollectionJustin's Non-fiction Justin Tuijl01 year 1 month ago
Storythe drive back Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
Storypinned to the trees Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
Storylet there be cake Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
StoryThough the kingfishers looked Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
StoryRupert Justin Tuijl11 year 1 month ago
StoryDry Golden Justin Tuijl21 year 1 month ago
StoryThe Train Rattled Justin Tuijl41 year 1 month ago

My stories

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Captain Clarkson and the Age of Thump

a retelling of the legend of Icarus in modern political satire (This was the original version of Project Icarus, “ silly men doing silly things ” ,...
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can you burn

Can’t even write Can’t even think Insidious cold Brown wallpaper and purple smoke Fresh air and rainwater Electric and water Water and wood Broken...
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High Princess (part2)

Marlin was on a mission. His quick magical wizard steps echoed down in the deep caverns of the palace. His cloak was, he thought, flapping all...
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High Princess (part1)

Sally sat in a coffee shop in Woolwich, London. It was her favourite time of day, when the place was empty mid-morning. She sipped at her coffee and...
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Rattle Ghost - a re-telling of Rumpelstiltskin

Sunday night. Luci stared at the blank Word document; she had been staring at it for hours it seemed. She went into the kitchen and got the pot from...

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