A short while ago, during a particularly dark patch, I watched The Great Hack documentary and Charlie Brooker’s Bandersnatch in rapid succession.
It didn’t much help my mood. And I’ve really gone off social media and computer games a bit since then.
Which is how come I have been reading a lot, and re-reading many of own my failed stories which are filed away in cardboard boxes under my bed. And so that’s how come I am gathering them here, under the title Slush Pile Bonanza
The next piece was written earlier this year. I abandoned it because it felt way too dark, and I couldn’t find a laugh in there.
Beyond the Rape Yard
Every night she was tortured by the sounds.
She lay awake, at best half-asleep, hearing the far-off grunts and snarls, the yelps and screams.
Screams, she heard, she was sure…MORE..