Came as ‘Me’, Left as ‘We’ – 21 stories to escape with
‘This Land is My Land’ and ‘Came as ‘me’, Left as ‘we’’ are ‘his and hers’ holiday reads from Alfie Dog Fiction. The collections bring together some of the best short stories from 37 authors across the globe.
‘Came as ‘me’, Left as ‘we’’ contains a mixture of women’s fiction, feel good stories and romance, while ‘This Land is My Land’ is more action and adventure driven and both contain stories to leave the reader thinking. Alfie Dog Fiction’s managing director, Rosemary Kind, says “We know from our readers that they like to stock up on reading matter for their holidays and these collections offer the perfect way to do just that.”
Both collections have a truly international feel, not only through the spread of the writers but the fascinating backdrops to the stories. Within the pages the reader will travel from diamond mining in Australia to a lone tree in an African desert, from the quintessential English seaside Pier to the jungles of Malaysia and coast to coast across America.
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Stories Included: Came as ‘Me’ and Left as ‘We’ – Caroline Scott Collins, Swept Away – Patsy Collins, Signwriting – Angela K Blackburn, Moving On – Jan Baynham, The Button Box – Tina K Burton, The End-of-the-pier Show – Derek Haycock, Marie’s Necklace – Annette Siketa, Nice – Judith Bruton, Coffee with Luna – Jeff Williams, Taking Time – Lilliana Rose, Losing the Past – Tricia Maw, Sam Something – Kate Blackadder, Celebrity Kennels – Gill McKinlay, Something to Move You – Alice Parrant, Pier into the Future – Susan Jones, The Decision – Patricia Fawcett, A Past Life – Susan Wright, Diamond Trail – Suzie Hindmarsh-Knights, Those Pesky Kids – Maggie Jones, The Embers of the Day – Rosemary J Kind, Amanda – Chris Cooke
Losing My Head – Derek Haycock
3700 words Romance
Phillip has agreed to give a presentation to the WI. He meets an angel there. But what will he say to his girlfriend Claire?
I place my head down on the lit work table and step back from it. ‘Hmmm…’ I say, feeling the moment rush at me like a tsunami. Evening darkness pours in through the windows of the conservatory. What can I say to her? It’s hideous. My fine nose is drooping. My ears resemble teacup handles. The lenses of my glasses look as if they are about to pop like balloons. My cleft chin has the form of a baby’s bottom. ‘Don’t you like it?’ Claire says from behind me. I’m reluctant to turn round. I’m such a useless liar. There must be something good… Anything. Think, think.
Symmetry – Derek Haycock
2000 words Literary / Historical Fiction
Against the background of Coronation Week, a scientist contemplates the implications of the project he is being coerced to undertake. Sanity and insanity converge as only the unthinkable becomes thinkable.
Symmetrisch… Nein… No. Symmetric. I must remember ‘Be as un-German as you can, Dr Lubas. Force yourself to think in American.’ That was the first thing Mr Andrews said to me. His Hollywood-movie accent… his Gary Cooper stare; his slicked hair. ‘It’ll help you get on with the guys back at the ranch,’ he said. The ranch – a nuclear facility on the western edge of nowhere. Think in American… Symmetric. But this flower I found on the way back from Kensington today… What is it called? A daisy, I think, like the ones we picked outside the school grounds.
The End of the Pier Show – Derek Haycock
2260 words Romance
A gentle walk along the pier for Maureen and her husband. Jack does possess imagination, after all.
This story is available in the collection Came as ‘Me’ Left as ‘We’
The sun’s rays burst through ribbed clouds; sheets of light splayed out across the wrinkled foil of the North Sea. On the raised promenade, an old man stopped and put his hand to his forehead as if in salute. ‘You don’t see that in Hounslow,’ he said, apparently unaware his female companion had walked on. After a few steps, without him to shield her from the easterly wind, the short woman turned round. The hem of her brown coat and the back of her shiny headscarf flapped as she called out. ‘Come on. I’m freezing. What are you doing now?