Author: thesylepress

biker gang

They came through fast

Once, as Rusty was plodding along the road, he heard a familiar faint sound to the east, rapidly growing as spinning tyres ate up the distance between. He wondered about pulling off, but there was...

Who are you spying for?

They caught him easily. One dropped back, while the other, passing him, slewed round to block his path. He stood, blinking, dazzled by the brightness. The one in front said: ‘It’s a Holy Robey.’ He...

Get the bastards!

The atmosphere stayed good-humoured until they got to the Civic Centre. By that time they numbered several thousand. The leaders, with the microphone and amplifiers, took up their position at the top of the steps,...

Tinsel on earth

They drank their coffees, and ordered more. A girl came with pastries on a trolley, and he asked her if she would have something. ‘No, thank you.’ He shook his head to the girl, and...

Stone angels, with wings

‘I remember in Mespot,’ he said, ‘a place where they was digging up buried cities, from thousands of years before Christ. And there was angels, stone angels, with wings. Thousands of years before Christ, I...

You can’t blame them for it

She told him about the take-over of Stephen’s party, of what they had found when they got back. He listened, frowning. ‘That’s exactly it. Don’t you see? The challenge already exists. With stupid louts, it...

Fiction for young adults

Authorgraph – interview with John Christopher Long-established children’s book magazine, ‘Books for Keeps’, interviews Sam Youd: ‘I think the successful children’s books are those which appeal to something at a deeper level which the child...