I had another story published by the good people at Metazen last week. This one's a bit special for me as I wrote the first draft when I was on my Dark Angels workshop in Spain. It was the "personal piece" that I read to my fellow writers on the last evening of the course. Happy times!
The story is called "Breaking through the clouds, tilting towards the sun". I wonder if the "tilting" is a reference to Don Quixote and his giant windmills? We'd talked about him on the first day of the workshop. Odd how these things percolate.
So if you fancy a read, click away
(oh, and it's set in a departure lounge. Hence the photos)