May 29th, 2009 | published in Volume VII: Darke Visions
Tuesday 26 May saw another great Telltales event hit Babahogs Cafe. This time part of the Darke Visions festival, the programme went down a storm with some suitably dark tales being told. From mediaeval werewolves to 16th century crime, from technological prophecies to chilling contemporary murder, we had it all. Read extracts from some of […]
read onMay 29th, 2009 | published in Volume VII: Darke Visions
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read onMay 29th, 2009 | published in Volume VII: Darke Visions
Her name was Maxine She had the hottest body I’d ever seen There were stab wounds on her chest when they found her Her blood-soaked vest wrapped around her neck, Which was bruised Her collar bone broken, too When the culprit throttled her life away He must have held his thumbs down till she turned […]
read onMay 13th, 2009 | published in Volume VI: Desperately Seeking
A car key retrieval agent, rubber suits, jelly beans, a lot of snow and underwear by post were just a few of the topics covered off in this month’s Telltales – an eclectic mix of work from Telltales favourites and fresh blood alike. It was yet another brilliant night and nice to see so many […]
read onMay 13th, 2009 | published in Volume VI: Desperately Seeking, Volume VIII: Lost and Found
Sad and in denial Dean sneaks in Tina’s yard. Grey eyes peeled he sits silent, sips gin, peers in as Tina gets ready: steak and leeks and peas. It isn’t Dean’s tea. It’s late and Dean is tired yet stays and listens and spies til… Stan enters – Gentle Stan Tyler – Peter Tyler’s lad. […]
read onMay 13th, 2009 | published in Volume VI: Desperately Seeking
The sign in the restaurant looms over me, captivating my full attention. It is mahogany, the words carved in brilliant gold. “Ignore this sign” I stand transfixed, lost in a philosophical spiral that would have given Socrates the shits. But in time I move on, and return to the booth where the rest of my […]
read onMay 6th, 2009 | published in Volume VI: Desperately Seeking, Volume VIII: Lost and Found
I have lost my car keys. Ethel, however, contends that I am car-less and wonders what the worry is. I tell her that she is wrong. She says, ‘Yes, but not about that.’ Alas, I can’t argue. But if I had my car keys, then I’d show her. ~ Ethel is looking at me doubtfully […]
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