“Imagine the family’s excitement… Peter had somehow snagged a second date…” Today’s #TuesdayTales is “The Second Date” by Dylan Tuccillo.
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A woman and a young girl escape to the south of Spain in an attempt to hide, in today’s #StorySunday, “Jellyfish”, by Jessica Ziebland.
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The smell of hospitals makes me sick, but I came because I thought you’d want to know
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“The hill was an island in the mornings, sat there above the white mist…” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “Upon the Hill” by Ryan Child.
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“But up here in the mountains, survival tasted different.” Today’s #StorySunday is “The Big Hush” by Cassandra Passarelli.
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The scent of leather shoes and the anatomy of a breakup
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A woman returns to the past and is filled with sounds and sensations
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“We are just so, him and I, mother and son. There is no love like this.” Our latest #Podcast is “Three Fleeting Kisses” by Lana Citron.
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“At three minutes past ten, lightning struck Harry.” Today’s #TuesdayTales is “The November Storm” by Chris Bogle.
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“His emotions had been amplified this way ever since the accident.” Today’s #StorySunday is “Under the Falling Sky” by Stephen Brophy.
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“There is one figure standing in front of the building now.” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “Ballerina” by Ilina Trendafilova.
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“This sickening happens at around the time the girl is due to buy her next packet…” Today’s #StorySunday is “Bind” by Ruth Geldard.
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Bartleby and Marty launch a couch company.
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“One of your car parks now has a seemingly unending hole in it.” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “Worms” by Calla Nell Preece.
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“Dhimitraq’s late arrival aroused interest”. Today’s #StorySunday takes us to 1940s communist Albania, during the collectivisation period.
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Daniel was the first of us to spend the night alone in there.” Today’s unsettling #TuesdayTale is Nicola Varley’s “The Bone Room”.
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When wisecracking mini-Jesus turns up in a Mason jar, and holds his own.
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After Attracta died she never gave it back.
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I’ve been out of The Scrubs for a few days and I want to burrow like a mole.
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I had spent two decades in desserts.
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