Salt the Earth

Dad is trying to teach me again. “It's really cool, you know,” he says through the dumb beard he's growing now. “You just need to focus, Alice.” God. I am already, Dad! I am! I reach out into the fabric of reality itself or whatever...

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The Sleep Rider

Helen was discovered at dawn. She was sat at the edge of the Feyness Cliffs. Cold all through, fingers bunched to fists within the deep folds of her mam’s taatit blanket which she refused to surrender. Stripes of slime marked her legs from the traivels of slugs and snails. Her lips remained closed. Nae takkin... Continue Reading →

The Tattoo

Leaning against the bar, Leo spoke into his cell phone. “Yes, sir. Everything’s in place. The tenants will be out by the end of the month.” He waved to the bartender to bring another scotch. “Yes, sir. I’ve bought out those I could and hired some gentlemen to ‘persuade’ the ones who couldn’t decide quickly... Continue Reading →

3 Sea Stories

Isle of Aur Tales speak of an island lost in the fog somewhere in the ocean, not found on any map. It is said that it can only be revealed in the high seas to worthy travellers. Old sailors in taverns claim to have glimpsed and then lost it from sight, straining their eyes against... Continue Reading →

A Short Time in Venice

There’s a traffic jam at the Rialto bridge. Speedboats, gondolas, flat-bottomed working boats – all are stationary right back to Rialto Mercato. The boats are so packed it might be possible, if one were fit enough, to walk across the Grand Canal stepping from one vehicle to another. On the balcony of the Ca d’Angeli... Continue Reading →

The Apprentice

As the heavenly bodies above sewed and threaded themselves in neat and twinkling alignments in the night sky, down on earth, Old Frizzlefish stood watching this display with rapt attention. He shivered apprehensively, feeling a tingling ecstasy rise from deep within his archaic bones at what he knew was coming. All his life seemed to... Continue Reading →

EIBF 2017 On Tour with MR Carey and Joe Hill

Apocalypse Now with MR Carey and Joe Hill, East Kilbride Arts Centre From our very own (new!) correspondent, Callum McSorley: "There are a few reasons to be proud of coming from East Kilbride. One – it gave birth to post-punk royalty The Jesus and Mary Chain. Two – its grey and not-at-all oppressive landscape helped inspire... Continue Reading →

EIBF 2017 with Ben Aaronovitch

Rachel visited the Edinburgh International Book Festival on a drizzly Wednesday evening: "You know what I like about fantasy and sci-fi writers? The good ones, that is? Their literary worlds are generally so detailed, so fascinating and so compelling that there are always questions to ask about them and the answers are (nearly always!) interesting... Continue Reading →

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