Blinding flashes. White. Sparks. The sounds. Click. Click. Click. A synchronised symphony of camera buttons pushed at the same time. The name rings in a distance. Like the last remnants of an echo. Time slows….
It’s one of those days. The rare occurrence that I am up before sunrise. I stand in the kitchen and watch the sun climb higher. I could stare forever. At the angry, rising mass of…
A ghost narrator does not automatically turn a story into a supernatural thriller. Thrillers rely on uncertainty, danger, and the destabilising intrusion of the unknown. But when the narrator is already dead, the fundamental mystery…