Short Stories & Poetry
I have been commended, highly commended, shortlisted and longlisted for both genres in the past and the accolades continue, though I’m always the bridesmaid and never the bride as they say, always missing the top spot by a whisker of subjectivity. I have apparently a “brave and distinct voice” and one person told me that I was a “Marmite writer – love me or hate me”! This is maybe why I missed out on a shortlist spot for my Anglo-Indian collection in the SI Leeds Prize?!
You will find my winning published stories below by clicking on the icons. Others that have been placed are not published so have to keep them secret for the moment and try my hand at submitting elsewhere and entering more competitions.
Enjoy and please leave comments!
You pulled me up as I lay in the wet grass, gently grasped my hand, not hurting as when you lived. Where is your hair? I queried. Your pate is bald. See those green tendrils? you said. Pluck them for me. I have lost all my own strands. I harvested whole sheaves and...