More random news than you can fit on a biscuit and dunk in your tea
Badger will be taking part in CampNanoWriMo for July, and thought it might be fun to post her progress, for you lot to read and comment on. She is writing a fantasy novel called The Smuggler’s Daughter. Be sure to check back regularly to find out what happens next. Missed Chapter 1?
Badger will be taking part in CampNanoWriMo for July, and thought it might be fun to post her progress, for you lot to read and comment on. She is writing a fantasy novel called The Smuggler’s Daughter. Be sure to check back regularly to find out what happens next. Chapter One The
A short story by C H Clepitt Part One: Who Am I? Raff pulled his collar up and headed down the cobbled street. It was late and there was a smell of smoke in the air, combined with sewage and a sort of burnt sulphur that lurked generally in the
Scene: The Heroes are in the entrance hall of Newsnibbles offices. They are incognito. All look like regular people, apart from The Pink Fairy, who is wearing a pink ball gown with bright pink DMs. The Urinater: I can’t go up there. Germ Girl: Why not? Don’t you
If you missed Caught Short Part 1 you can read it now by clicking here. There is an explosion and the door to the heroes top secret HQ is gone. Enter The Chicken Tickler and Dragon Fly hovering on a board behind her. The Chicken Tickler: Ha! At last
Caught Short is the new weekly serial to be gracing Newsnibbles. Do let us know what you think. If it isn’t popular we will probably cancel it – that’s what all the cool publications do these days. Scene: Top Secret Headquarters of the Super Heroes Alliance. Green Man has just returned from
The early morning sun shone starkly through the bedroom window, onto Janie Pope’s face. Janie was in the habit of leaving the venetian blinds pulled half-way up so her pampered cat, Clementine, could easily navigate the window sill. Few situations were as unnerving and potentially destructive as a frightened cat
The long-anticipated – and by Ava long-dreaded – day arrived; Karel Tate came to the village. Children out minding the sheep saw him first and came running into town with the news. The whole populace was out to watch by the time the great knight on his great horse appeared,
Ava had lived her entire life in fear. Her mother had been a Silvan soldier, killed in the wars, and so Little Ava had learned early what death was, and to fear it. She had learned to fear her grandmother too; the ancient Silvan Diva had taught Little Ava what
“In my experience, those who beg for mercy never deserve it” and by the cold emotionless tone of his voice, Detective Short knew that his victims rarely received it. “So, she begged, but you still put a twenty-two between her eyes. You’re a real peach McCormack.” McCormack was a small,
