The Zip

A ginger haired young man clucked at Phoebe as she walked into the waiting room. He was moving his arms as if they were wings.

Phoebe looked down at the stained red carpet as she hurried to a spare seat. The room was busy and everyone was trying not to watch – but really they were. She could see them peering out from behind their magazines, glasses and iPhones.

The man kept fiddling with the zip on his jacket. Phoebe put her bag on the chair and picked up a glossy magazine. She wondered whether the jacket wouldn’t zip up, or if it was stuck and he couldn’t undo it.  The waiting room was hot; she’d taken off her coat as soon as she’d come in. There were no windows, just a skylight through which you could watch the clouds roll past.

The man stood up, arms and legs jerking.

‘Bloody bastard zip.’ He looked over and she quickly looked down at the double page spread of Jordan in a swimming pool.

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The Sequined Shawl

Marilyn Sears Bourbon

Survivor Marilyn Sears Bourbon

The Sequined Shawl is now available to read on-line at r.kv.ry quarterly literary journal. The wonderful watercolour artist Marilyn Sears Bourbon features in this issue and her painting ‘Survivor’ has been selected to accompany my story. The other stories, poems and essays are also a real pleasure to read. Hope you enjoy this issue and any comments are always appreciated.

Thanks to Marilyn Sears Bourbon for allowing her work to be displayed on this blog.

Getting started

I’m starting this blog to showcase my writing. I completed an OU Creative Writing course in June and since then have enjoyed the luxury of writing whatever I like. Over the summer I wrote stories about ice-cream vans, cockle shells, foxes and wash houses. I am now busy researching material for a story set in the 1930s.My first story ‘The Three Sunflower Seeds’ was published in What the Dickens? Sunflower edition.wtd_magazine-issue-5-aug-12_cover_web