#whimword entry for MEAL 

Jeremy, I say to Jeremy, don't you find this situation... A little trying on your nerves? A little inconvenient?  Oh well, says Jeremy to me, one mustn't complain, and you know the customer services girl was really quite polite about the whole thing and promised me a full refund.  Yes, I say to Jeremy, but …

Flash Fiction for #whimword – Glamour

Stewart perched on the arm of the sofa and heaved a great sigh. He was becoming despondent. All of his romantic overtures to the beauteous Moira had come to naught. His friends had started to laugh at him; at first in huddles when they thought he wasn't looking, but now openly.  "Mate," his best friend Barry …

A story for #Whimword #FlashFiction – Widdershins

A bright day; a white arm, languid, partially obscured by the row-locks. It was all he could see of her. She trailed her finger in a circle. The water's surface splintered into shards of light. "Widdershins, widdershins." He could barely hear her. He shifted his head; one ear was laying against his coat. "What does …