Short story written to a prompt from tumblr user imperiallefty, using characters from my novel-in-progress.

Only a few weeks after being proposed to, Michael unexpectedly takes his own life with a fatal leap from The Suspension Bridge over Clifton Gorge.  This story deals with his bereaved fiancé, Charlie, and the aftermath of losing the man that he loved like no other.

Author's note -​I work on this story very rarely, partly because I'm busy, but mostly because I'm lazy and happy for it to take a while and just be done when it's done. The whole story hasn't even been decided, I'm just seeing what comes.

This year I took part in NaPoWriMo by writing a poem on every day of April, and sharing them here as well as on my tumblr writing blog.

A short story I wrote back in May of 2015 about the scent of human history.