Author: Michael Flett

It’s a nightmare she has had for years, two children playing cards as she quietly watches them, empty rocking chairs swaying and the clocks ticking forward towards eternity

It’s yet another confirmation of the encroachment of urban development on once wild spaces inhabited by rare species that the broken masonry of the classical columns glimpsed through

A grim and thundery sky hangs over the city of Saint Roma’s Village, investigative journalist Mel Ferd waiting for the arrival of his “inside lady” J J Doherty

She lies on the cold stone floor as though she were dead, though her foot twitches to the beat of the uplifting seventies soul she listens to, Alfie

It’s not always been easy for Carrie Owens but she is determined to make the best of her life, not only for herself but for others, putting aside

Noo Yoik City, the nineteen forties, the radio playing big band jazz until the news breaks the spell, another body found, the accompanying note indicating that it is

The Edinburgh Fringe can be a daunting, frustrating and exhausting challenge, with not only the enormous outlay required to even stage a show, publicity, accommodation and the hire

Money supposedly can’t buy happiness, nor can it necessarily buy health, but it can buy you friends after a fashion; his father having inherited a summer house following

As the clock draws closer to the witching hour, on a cold concrete floor, a woman lies face down, her arms bound behind her back by thick black

As distressed string fugues puncture the air, the atmosphere urgent and turbulent, the black stage is bathed in blood red light, bare save for a single bench atop