Good day!
The name’s Ed – theatre buff, pianist and proud Ficleteer…
Of course, all comments and ratings are appreciated, and I do try to do my bit as well – if you want to note me, that’s always pleasant too!
Much Love,
Mostly Harmless :)
Stories
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Death, Debt, And A Dastardly Observation
“And that, Jasper Francis, is why you will die today!” This clichéd utterance asserted in the minds of all present that this latest in a line of delusional ‘masterminds’ plaguing London was no different to the rest – and ...
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When Murder Sleeps
Sometimes in the police force, there is nothing quite as terrifying as a map. A map covered in photographs, character profiles and little red dots – every one a drop of blood spilled, a life lost. An unsolved crime. Hastily pencilled in lines tri...
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Same Shoes
Watching her pull the black stilettos on, James realised they were the same pair she’d worn to the party last year. They were her favourites. Nobody’ll be thinking about Sarah’s shoes tonight though will they? It was true. Tonight wou...
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Dinner For One
I had to use Uncle Tom’s pocket handkerchief to wipe down my knife, which seemed rather tasteless, but the turkey was beginning to get cold, and my was it worth it. Following my little outburst, my family didn’t exactly make scintillating d...
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Real Estate With Bite
As hooded figures ushered her into the grand chamber, Miss Fiona Stoker knew that she was in for it this time – she was a failed realtor. The cavernous space was dark save for the dim light given out by the blood red candles winking from shadowy ...
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A Very Magenta Mid-Life Crisis
“Tom, why are you wearing a bowler hat?” “Amanda! I henceforth wish to be addressed as Quentin. Do you like the hat? It’s magenta!” And so, Amanda presumed, was the fluorescent waistcoat and the feather boa. “Tom, ta...
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Every Bridge Has One
It was the kind of bridge that looked like it had been there forever, and like it would never go away. Damp tendrils of moss tried to force their way between the uneven stones of the old arch, but the bridge was too strong. Of course, I didn’t kn...
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Checkmate
The two old men sat in the shadow, at the bench between the paddling pool and the climbing frame. The only game being played in the park was chess. “Stuck?” “What makes you say that? It never does to rush these things…” &#...
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How Do You Solve A Problem Like Repulsive Hooligans?
Once, there was a little old lady called Edith. She had wispy white hair, a kind, wrinkled smile, and a bubblegum pink handbag; the kind filled with bits and bobs to solve any situation. Where Edith lived, lots of naughty children would run around the ...
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Introducing Victor
Eyes darting around the hall, one hand fingering the crucial document in his pocket; if Victor Higson didn’t always look so spiteful and smug, the rest of the eighth grade might have guessed he was up to something. Victor was much more suited to ...
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An Argument Situation
“I take personal offence to that comment!” “What? It wasn’t meant to be personal!” “Andy, how can ‘Jump off a cliff you crazy bitch’ not be meant personally?” “This is an argument situation Je...
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The Price of Revolution
When Piano Joe stopped playing the same tune he’d hammered out every night for twenty years, everybody knew something was wrong in the dusty bar with no name. “I say screw him! We won’t put up with this any longer – we’ll get our lives back!
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Curtain Call
To die, to sleep… In the light of the fickle moon, you could have been forgiven for mistaking the gaunt silhouette atop the cliff for a sapling swaying dangerously in the wind – but it was a man. Noble in reason, infinite in faculties…...
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Here Comes The Bride
As the cooing of the congregation reached fever pitch, and the first strains of ‘The Bridal Chorus’ soared high to the vaulted ceiling of the church, a heady dose of love and agonising regret coursed through Stewart’s veins. Glancing ...
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Prima Donna
Running her finger over the spines of the CD’s on the shelf, it wasn’t until she reached the gap where the ‘66 recording of Madame Butterfly should have been that Ismerelda remembered her ex-husband had taken it when he’d left. ...
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Satanic Sheet Music
As the young lovers ran, arms outstretched to each other from opposite ends of the stage, the audience were most decidedly not supposed to be under the impression that the hounds of hell were about to burst on to the scene. Fear was etched on to the fa...
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Mount Vesuvius Eat Your Heart Out!
I DISTINCTLY REMEMBER I WAS STILL GORGEOUS WHEN I WENT TO BED! Smooth and soft, with a painstakingly cultivated healthy but not conspicuous tan, my skin is supposed to be envious! My pimple-plagued peers would die for the utter kissability of my regula...
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Busman of the Skies
“Daddy, when I’m older I want to fly just like that Earhart lady – she’s so cool!” That had been Tommy’s cue for his daddy to pick him up and run around the room making aeroplane noises, before throwing him down and ...
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Gone Sour
Confectionery, Niall knew, was a way of life. Little could he have guessed that even as Mr Cavendish sunk his teeth into an Exploding Pineapple Gum, far more tasteless characters were planning much more than a sudden inspection… At the centre of ...
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Ignorance Is Bliss
As the harsh sounds of a big-city morning clash with the gentle chords of a romantic mix-tape, never turned off, all in the small apartment is still – a freeze-frame; a moment captured in suspense. On the table, two coffee cups sit unfinished, waitin...
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Reflection and Rescheduling
Now that the government had decided pipe-smoking while driving was irresponsible, Rafferty had to settle for a ’66 recording of Madam Butterfly to calm his racing mind. Thank God for Puccini… As he passed various landmarks en route to his h...
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The Show Must Go On!
Looking in the mirror, his paunch made obvious by skin-tight latex; once impressive cape now faded and tatty, Doctor Lucian Super-Evil IV sighed. Thirty years had passed since he’d first put on his Super-Evil Laser Gloves, and practiced his Super...
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A Murder, Of Sorts
“I’m a what!” For a man who had captured numerous stalkers, cracked various mysteries and rescued the entire Sussex Archery Club from gruesome deaths, Rafferty looked thoroughly baffled. “A liability Mr Pryce.” With that, ...
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A Bittersweet Surprise
“I am afraid Mr Summers, I have no choice – I will arrive within the minute!” Flaming Hecate! With an impatient flick of his disheveled hair, the proprietor of the world-famous Triffic Truffles Chocolate Apothecary urgently set about ...
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The Ultimate Chronicle - Part 31
Wells clicked twice, and the office chair he was reclining in raised with a sudden lurch onto a pair of gleaming hydraulic legs, lifting the impressively mustachioed writer out of sight, into darkness. “Do you like the new observation consoles ge...
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{Utopia} (someday_93)
There’s nothing quite like fresh talent – new, invigorating, game for a challenge and ready to fly. In barely two weeks, someday_93 has taken Ficly by storm, dominating the ‘Active’ list with a stunning portfolio of stories over...
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{Utopia} (thelostgirl)
I think a display image can tell alot about a Ficleteer – after all, a picture can tell a thousand words can’t it? thelostgirl’s display image clearly shows a bookcase, full (believe it or not) of books, leaning and tumbling against o...
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A Not Quite Three-Part Harmony
An alpenhorn is a spruce horn used by Swiss goatherds. And at 8 feet long, Gretel barely fits in our garage. Terence, my husband, acquired his pride and joy, an Ernst Schüpbach antique, at an auction in Canada. I just about forgave the flight cost, bu...
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The Job of a Mother
It was ironic, considering her line of work, that she couldn’t have children. All these years she had handled human life, and yet, the doctor kindly told Teri, she was woefully incapable of producing her own. Of course, Oscar stayed strong –...
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It Was All Just A Dream
An infinitesmal speck of matter, solitary in the darkness. Light. Energy. Heat. Expanding through space, through time, moving dreamlike into what is yet to be. Aeons pass. Mass condenses, collects, collides, and then… Rare, blissful and flawed. L...
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