Author: Chris Bardell

10/12/2015 / Flash fiction

They see me. I see them. But they don’t know.   The children fuss over presents. Relatives sit in armchairs…

12/09/2015 / Flash fiction

Starting an internet radio station which broadcast only silence was his way of finding relaxation. Accessible from anywhere, he could…

01/09/2015 / Flash fiction

The code started off pretty simple. But typically for this sort of thing, it expanded and mutated as new ideas…

17/05/2015 / Short fiction

Eve finished work and walked down to the tube station, exactly as she had done a thousand times or more.…

19/12/2012 / Short fiction

I met Bert by chance, a few days after the season started. I was wandering back to the digs the…

19/12/2012 / Short fiction
19/12/2012 / Short fiction

I swung the amphi-boat out from the jetty, took a shallow arc to port, and cranked her up when she…