Martin Smith
by Martin Smith ‘The two of us scuttled back to Woodland, our home in the forest, where we had a hell of a time putting ourselves back together. First, we tried duct tape, then staples, and then superglue. But that was a disaster as we got high on the fumes
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By Martin Smith ‘Hello. My name is Andy, and I’m an antagonist.’ ‘Hi, Andy.’ ‘I … I …’ ‘Take your time, Andy. We’re all listening.’ ‘Well, I’m Andy Rumpel—’ ‘No last names, Andy.’ ‘Sorry. Look, you’ve probably heard of me. Last year, there was a child custody dispute
Martin Smith
by Martin Smith Previous Episodes Having scrambled up and over the gates, BB ran up the driveway until his lungs burned and his side stitched. He stopped and stood panting as he looked up towards the lit house in the far distance. He then set off and hobbled up the
Martin Smith
By Martin Smith Previous Episodes Twilight had fallen to dusk by the time the mountains of wood—but not the billowing smoke—disappeared from BB’s sight as he approached the end of Woodland Drive. Beneath the streetlights and through the smoke haze, he could just make out the house
Martin Smith
A short story by Martin Smith They're ready. A book of short stories of attempted humour. Edited. Formatted. Proofread. Ready to be unleashed on the world. Literary fame and a bohemian poverty beckon. As does eternal reverence. All the author needs is for them to be discovered. At
Martin Smith
by Martin Smith ‘Biggles Baddeley Wolfe, you’ve served five centuries of a life sentence. Do you believe you have been rehabilitated?’ ‘Rehabilitated, you say?’ ‘Yes. Do you believe you are ready to be reintegrated into the Literary Canon?’ ‘Beats me, boy. It seems to me that this rehabilitation you’