Fiction
The Colombian Sojourn – Chapter One
Mark Edge is losing it. After a disastrous operation in Afghanistan, he lashes out at an American SEAL, who Edge knows is responsible for the death of one of his own men. His Officers on [more…]
Articles by Blown Periphery
20th Century
Albert Ball – The Angel-Faced Killer
Breakfast His place was laid, The messroom clock struck eight The sun shone through the window On his chair. No one commented on his fate, Save for a headshake here and there; Only old George [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Part 33
ROSS Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier’s debt: He only lived but till he was a man; The which no sooner had his prowess confirm’d In the unshrinking station where he fought, But [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 32
The next day they made a leisurely drive from the hotel, south to Wiltshire and the two cars didn’t get separated at all. They arrived on top of Wroughton Hill at around 13:00 and carried [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 31
Jarvis met Ross Kemp in the foyer of the Assembly Rooms hotel in Norwich at 08:30 and he was invited to have breakfast with him. “It’s a ten-minute walk to the production company. Will you [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 30
Bartlett walked up the steep footpath to Glastonbury Tor and by the time he reached the top, he was breathing heavily. I’m getting too old for this, he concluded. The sun to the southeast cast [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 29
Part 3 – Redemption These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume” ― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet Jesus looked at him for [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 28
Jarvis pondered about where he was going to live, to hide, to escape. The Midlands? He thought of his mother who didn’t even know who he was and a brother who cared less. The Southwest [more…]
Fiction
The Man Who Played Ross – Chapter 27
Jarvis had dumped the stolen cab in Birmingham and caught a train home. The next day he headed northwest out of Abergavenny towards Peterchurch and took an unnamed road up Stockley Hill. He left his [more…]