StrawberryFrost

My Stories

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  • Only Dancing
    [Juliet is sitting up in bed. She is in a small bedroom. The curtains are drawn but light shines through them, showing it is daytime. There is a small TV in the corner with a b
    1100 words, March 18, 2005. In <200 lines, Other, Screenplay
  • Going out
    I get my coat...
    ...And then I'm out, slam the door shut, stairs, legs running, miss a step, hall light flickering, a stench of urine, a rusty bike, fumble for the latch
    200 words, 1 comment, February 1, 2005. In <200 lines, Fiction, Other
  • She
    She’s sitting at the kitchen table, a mug clamped between her hands. She’s grasping it so tightly that her knuckles have turned a blotchy white and I can hear the bones of her
    1100 words, 2 comments, November 9, 2004. In <200 lines, Fiction, Other, Romance
  • Little Red Riding Hood (And The Big Bad Wolf)
    The Wolf was to die for, that’s all I’ll say in my defence. Sleek fur, dark and seductive as midnight and black eyes glinting like liquid diamonds. If he opened his mouth you’d
    900 words, 7 comments, September 26, 2004. In <200 lines, Fiction, Other

My Poetry

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  • Beautiful Fakers
    I fell in love with them,
    those sunlight girls...
    <100 words, 2 comments, April 10, 2006. In 11, 8, 4
  • Stream of conciousness on a Wednesday afternoon...
    Three men, clutching Irn Bru bottles filled with indeterminate liquid, trading Big Issues like crack cocaine at Hillhead tube station.
    Snow.
    <100 words, 1 comment, February 10, 2006. In 18, 10, 5
  • Rusta
    A Finnish word that describes leaves turning
    (like day from dawn to dusk) from green to red.
    <100 words, 2 comments, November 10, 2005. In 0, 10, 9

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