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The Final Zone – The Soapbox Strikes Back

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 25th January 2012

Camp GenX: 1 – Food Crisis

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 19th January 2012

The fire axe swung down in a wobbly arc and embedded itself into the log on the chopping block. Josh rolled his shoulders and moved his grip further down the red painted handle to lift axe head and log together … Continue reading →

The Final Zone – Get in the Box!

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 9th January 2012

The Final Zone – The Age of Squirrel

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 20th December 2011

One Corpse Too Merry

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 12th December 2011

‘I know it’s home time,’ DS Reid said at noon, his hands full of tinsel. ‘But we thought we’d stay around a little longer. Keep you company. We don’t like the thought of you working the rest of Christmas Day … Continue reading →

A Voice of Reason

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 12th December 2011

I hope you’re not thinking of changing your mind. Not now. Not after all the trouble you’ve gone to. Don’t be disheartened; the best things in life don’t always come easily. Just remember why you thought of this plan and … Continue reading →

The Christmas Tights

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 12th December 2011

“I’m going to get more stocking stuffers than you,” boasted seven year old Daphne to her friend, as they played in the backyard. They had just finished making a snowman and were surveying their handiwork. The snowman’s eyes were two … Continue reading →

Terror of the Killer Carnivorous Coat

Posted by Rich - 5th December 2011

Desert Bus 5 – Fan art and comics

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 24th November 2011

Screen Envy   Giant Bug Splat The Desert Van meets a sticky end in the desert.

Night Sky – 5 Poems

Posted by Chrissey Harrison - 14th November 2011

Aftermath of a Stormy Night By T James   Roiling inside, she boils like pitch. Once sensuous, caressing; now seething, enveloping; White silks’ soft seductions torn and re-sewn into her black gravid cloak folds; Wreathed around her in the vain … Continue reading →

The Great Escape