As she took in the landscape of tailored garden beds, manicured monolithic trees, the hum of water sprinkling into a pond flush with goldfish as large as a loaf of bread, she could only assume this is what people called…

The hum of TV static sat in the air while the muffled voices of a daytime courtroom washed through the morning of a drowsy house. As the light began to meet itself through windows and greet the furniture dizzy feet…

He came with a weary cologne that matched the cobwebs on his people skills. A Dracula smile and ego to rival Everest had him convinced he had stuck the sale. According to him, self-reflection was checking your fit in the…

I heart it beat its body against invisible glass and the optical illusion we call wall paint. I catch it resting near the fruit, the kitchen tap. It's on my ear drums, constantly reminding me its here. I push a…

The water had sat on the stove for three days watching the sun groan into morning then tip wearily into night. As small clusters of minuscule bacteria snacked away at the dregs of the meal cooked Tuesday evening the water…

What is hell really? Spitfire and blistered skin? Unearthly demons, leathery skin stretched taught and colourless across their bones. Spider-like fingers with scythes for claws perfect for shearing the supple skin from your body. Tongues that bleed into your nightmares…

Glass scattered across the floor as the light gave way from the fitting. Darkness engulfed the room, a dangerous upgrade from the landmine lego that usually threatens these halls. “Don't move!” I screeched, imploring the dogs to understand these words…

She padded over to the window. To where a stream of light had stretched a long line across the carpet. Bending into a slow stretch you could see her porcelain claws peek from her paws and grab at the coiled…

Poor wilted tulips had slunk down and cried at their inevitable fate. The water marks rippled down the glass, age lines that only mulitplied as their food supply slowly spoiled. They gasped what they could from the dank dregs as…

Port. Again!

The dark timber shelves lay sleeping beneath dust-bound books and artefacts of a world long since forgotten. The room was wrapped in a thick smell of oak and memories. Gilded frames hung upright, awaiting the return of the…

I felt my breath low in a calming deep as it submitted to the afternoon. The sun was making its final passing and I watched as it danced in small translucent rainbows that coiled in each bubble sweeping and winding…

I could hear his waxy leg dragging, pulled behind in a haunting shuffle. The closet felt claustrophobic, crowded with my heartbeat that pounded against my ear drums while my mind created grotesque features and hallucinations. The paralysis was screaming, throttling…

The garden was crispy in its death. Deep fried by nature's orb-shaped oven until sharp enough to nip at your toes if they didn't burn first. Nothing but beige blades and crusted earth far beyond its final gasp, mimicked by…

Welcome back to object writing! If you're new to what object writing is then let me introduce you, it's a way to explore the senses through writing run as a daily exercise. The senses, specifically, are Touch, Taste, Smell, Sight…

Her nostrils flared like light through a diamond. It was both beautiful and terrifying. I froze, glacial, shaking before the eyes of this enraged bull. A cardinal sin had been committed and the jury was unanimous.

“What do you mean…

Her heart was giddy and lightheaded, pounding like a train as it soared past blurred landscapes. The wide-eyed smile across her face only grew as anticipation swelled. 

I didn't get as far as I would have liked because the prompt…

The smell of her leather armchair could be caught from the doorway. A distinct perfume that had long ago woven into the timber walls. You could always find her there crowded by books that she drank by the chapter, slowly…

I felt the frustration boil, slowly bubbling like the confusion that fogged my thoughts. “Cooker”. Was it an appliance? A benchtop solution to no-fuss meals that required a modicum of fuss? Key strokes into an overused phone said this was…

Upon entering the store something felt different. Perhaps the drone over the speakers was more nondescript than normal. Maybe the sterile sheen of floor tiles, impregnable and glowing without scuff or stain. She pressed past the automatic gates determined to…

The sun bears down as only it can, raising steam from the dew soaked road as it draws back shadow's curtain. The morning had swelled and ebbed with birds chorus before sheltering beneath arching boughs, flitting briefly to dip in…

Saturday morning cartoons boomed through the house. An anthem to a new weekend. Sleep crushed pajamas drooped loosely from the lazing bodies revelling in the vibrant flashes, dastardly voices and emboldening music of the Powerpuff Girls. As the ad break…

The wet snow dripped from the cuffs of a bright parka hanging beside the door. The shallow pools of water that collected beneath were slowly growing, a small sacrifice to guarantee the drying of generously padded clothing. Boots too, similarly…

The oven door dropped open. The sudden heat skimming across my glasses as my eyes blinked furiously back at the steamy prankster. Hands stuffed into their padded gloves padded away at the steam reaching to grab the molten tray of…

Steam lifted from the thermos carrying the welcome smell of coffee intermingling with the sparks of a freshly lit fire. The cold was unquestionable but as the sun draped itself across the foggy hills weaving between the giant stalks of…