bonus bits

Shakespeare was right: there are more things in this blog than anyone ever dreamt of.

slush pile A repository of everything I’ve ever written. Not for the faint-hearted.

brag book Links to the few decent things I’ve done in my day. We all have our moments.

flash wounds My other (intermittent) blog. Micro-stories and reviews that make a mark.

‘Yes, yes,’ said the therapist, briskly. ‘It’s an open-and-shut case. You’ve lost your identity and the new you doesn’t need teeth.’

She cast an eye over the wolf’s lithe figure.

‘Just out of curiosity, what do you eat?’

‘Shakes, mostly,’ said the wolf. ‘It’s a complete diet, only minus the children.’

‘Might be worth a try,’ murmured the therapist. ‘My sister’s getting married next month, you know, and I’d like to be looking my best.’

‘You go grrrl,’ said the wolf, giving her knee a squeeze.

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