I have a vivid memory of New Year 1990. It takes place on the top floor of a suburban home in Fleetwood. My younger sister passed out hours before and had been laid to rest in some distant bedroom. Me… Continue Reading
“I don’t need anything,” Theo said to the old woman outside his door. She looked out of place in the corridor of his apartment building. As if someone had cut her out of an early 20th century children’s book, faded… Continue Reading
Iona, on duty at ten minutes to midnight, smiled over her cup of coffee. Everything was running smoothly. She closed her eyes and listened to the machine hum. Encased in rows of transparent tubes, volunteers slept while verisimilitude engines pumped… Continue Reading
Kainano walked into the surf. The water frothed around his knees as the slight drizzle fell from warm Samoan night. And I wondered why I’d agreed to do this. The best party of the year was in full stride up… Continue Reading
Gaye handed out paper and pens. A few people groaned but tradition is tradition and this had been a family ritual ever since anyone could remember. She fetched the Box of Broken Promises and began to read last year’s resolutions.… Continue Reading