joshuapaul

The Maketu horizon is a ruby crease. The tide creeps to our feet and the gulls are beginning to call high above the beachside fish shop. Dad’s eyes slide away ...

Brutal Critiques welcome. Nit Picks encouraged.The Old ManThis chink, my daughters fiancé was on his way for dinner and to spend the night. Kate had called my wife a week ...

She Lived Leah stared at him. He turned his wrist, glanced down and saw he was running a little late for work, he hated working on Sundays. He gulped down ...

The SuicideI was at home when I decided to kill myself. I had it planned; I wanted to be found on my bed, by my flatmate, in a suit with ...

The following is the prologue to a story I would like to write, I have never written any fantasy but I read a bit so thought I would try my ...

For those who are sensitive to the issues raised in this story. Spoiler! : This story is in no way reflective of my views. It is only a story. I ...

Spoiler! : Old ManI killed a lamb last week. Paula was stuffing a hind leg with garlic cloves and rosemary stalks. Her sleeves up and hair tied in a summer ...

A/N: Spoiler! : Fourth story with the common theme 'What happens when people fall in love' 313Brazilian rosewood, back and sides, Hard-Maple top unfinished. Clock ticked twelve, too late to ...

The MakingJoseph watched Jacob, who laboured over the wood, balancing beams under his thick forearms. He took long strides, with his sandals strapped tight and his face gritted. “Just put ...

The painting, the frame and the little thingsApropos. Her parting word, etched in black ink on a torn corner of newsprint. That was over a month ago now, but still ...

A/N: So, I've come back to YWS in need of a critical fix. Please be honestbrutally honest Skin Felicia sat on the carpet before the full mirror with her cheek ...

This is a story about the banality of modern existence.

A sad literary story about what happens when you're a sleep at the wheel.

Literary competition piece. Seeking feedback.