The Gatherers

Mary stepped out of her bungalow briskly, wrapped up warmly against the biting November cold. She tottered down her neat garden path and through the squeaky iron gate, painted white although flaking. Behind her all the while she towed her little tartan cart, the upright rectangular shopping trolley that she took everywhere, small plastic wheels […]

100wordstory: MUSE

He struggled to get to get the words right. No. He always had the words right, he just struggled to get them out. They were all there, all those beautiful, perfect words just swimming around in the soup of his consciousness, caged inside his skull, an unjust prison. It was no good, struggling, he accepted. […]