I'm a bit behind on IKWYDLS right now, largely because I decided to do some work on Novel 2. I'm not too far in, about 20 pages or so to be precise, but I figured it was about time I did some work on it. … Continue reading The Novel 2 that wasn’t.
I really hate poltergeists. There's something very upsetting about a creature that steals kids via the static on a television screen. This is compounded by the fact that the NBUO has no useful information on how to get rid of the bloody things. After decades … Continue reading Uppity Dead Children – A Hubris McLeod short
The, now rather dishevelled, agent helped me out of what was left of Carly's house and collapsed on the grass. I tried to catch myself from falling, stupidly putting weight on my injured foot. This little misadventure resulted in me twirling my way onto the … Continue reading Hubris McLeod – Part 6
It was cold to the touch, very cold. Suddenly I found myself struck with a sensation, not entirely unlike a brain-freeze, shooting up my arm. I glanced around the room and, to my horror, saw what appeared to be a creeping frost encase the world … Continue reading Hubris McLeod – Part 5
It took me longer than I'd expected to get back to Carly's house, not least because I tripped into a puddle on the way there. When I did finally squish my way up to her front door I was surprised to find it wide open. … Continue reading Hubris McLeod – Part 4
I'd stumbled upon the NBUO quite early on in my career as a civil servant. I spent years checking a continuous stream of expense reports from numerous minor departments, and the only ones that stood out were those filed by NBUO. Their expenses were uniquely … Continue reading Hubris McLeod – Part 3
Ironically it was a second punch that woke me up. Carly had found me slumped on a bench in the park and had decided to beat me back to consciousness. Bless her heart. Apparently I had been gone for most of the afternoon, and … Continue reading Hubris McLeod – Part 2
“Wake the hell up!” It's not the most polite greeting but it does its job. As my eyes creaked open I was presented with the silhouette of my guest. A young girl stood before me, her dark eyes folded into a frown that was … Continue reading Hubris McLeod – Part 1