His words, like so many nimble servitors, trip about him at command.
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Day 271 of 365. 94 days left in 2016!


Congratulations, you have found my site. As you can see, there's not much here at the moment. Possible here never much is be will. Knows who?

Over on the right you'll find links to some tiny little flash fictions. Read them if you like, but, of course, feel free to ignore them. I make no claims regarding their quality. I think they're ok, but you might disagree. If you hate them, please don't harbour a grudge. I only stuck them over there because I thought the place looked a little bare and needed some furniture.

I think Mustache is my favorite.