An Irrational Fear of Dogs and other short stories

Well, I finally have my degree after seven years so I thought I would stop being a student and actually publish something. I did this on Lulu.com (self publishing I know but you have to start somewhere and I wanted to see my stories in proper print). I therefore uploaded six short stories under the title An Irrational Fear of Dogs and other short stories.

They are quite dark and often have a bit of a twist. Here is an extract from An Irrational Fear of Dogs:

The children are coming, the children are coming, the children are coming. Look out children. It’s in the bushes. It’s in the bushes. Look out. Look out.

Phoebe couldn’t take her eyes off them as they ran around in front of her. She imagined them all evaporating into thin air with a pop and then coming back down to earth like small coloured lights, silver and red and green and orange. ‘Pop’ there goes one. ‘Pop’ there goes another. How sweet it felt to see them all. Like little faeries of the night they fell and scattered. The children, the children. She was one of them yet not one of them.

‘Mummy, why am I different?’ Phoebe was lying the wrong way round in the bed with just the top of her head poking out at the foot end and the blanket and sheet tucked in really tight. She was looking at her favourite teddy as she spoke.

‘You’re not. Why do you say such things?’

‘If I was like them, the others I mean, then they would want to play with me. But they don’t. They are scared of me, aren’t they Borage?’

‘Look at me Phoebe, not at the bear. And does that make you unhappy, darling?’

‘Not really, mummy, but sometimes it makes me just a little lonely,’ with which her mother wiped a small tear from the corner of her eye, walked out of the room and shut the door.

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