An original TFTV student script about a love triangle gone wrong. Excerpt: “BOB (17), a small, borderline comic figure, with extremely well kept gel hair, opens the door. He walks […]
Category: Original Work
Horrorshow Roundabout: A Short Story
Written in the style of Anthony Burgess’ A Clockwork Orange. Most of the language is taken directly, while other parts have been created for the purposes of the story. ‘What will […]
Carlisle and the Camera Beyond: Michael Taylor Photography
In a quiet corner of Carlisle, on the border between city and woodland suburb, lives Michael Taylor. Fledgling photographer at just seventeen with a growing Facebook following, already his […]
Richard’s Book Recommendations
The other day, perhaps Friday, a friend asked me for a few books they should read. I gladly responded with a list of five books that I thought suitable for […]
Short Story: Kissing Strangers
I was born and raised in a little village just outside Venice under the sea. My name is Pruea and I am a mermaid of the Mediterranean Sea. My fin […]
Short Story: The Girl Who Wished To Be Old
Tick. Tack. Tick. Tack. I stop pacing when I reach one of the walls. I study it very carefully while my fingers touch its smooth white surface. I feel a […]
The Poets’ Nook: A Brief Interview with Ann Graal
Currently celebrating the launch of her second chapbook Going Gorgeous, poet Ann Graal has been charming northern audiences with her quiet wit and linguistic spark. Midlands-born, Teeside-based and pioneering poetry at an […]
You Look At Him: A Short Story
You look at him. He doesn’t look back. You live in a different world. A place where you are afraid. You are 13 years old and you have no idea […]
The Underground: A Short Story
The speakers explode when the bass drops and the crowd goes wild. The club is so crowded people can barely move, let alone dance. It’s that time of the night […]
Poem: We Hide Them Here
We hide them here, where the living fear to tread, content with giving their pocket scraps to those who heed, misplacing the value of those in need. We hide them […]