A note about my 'latest' story

My most recent addition to this blog is in fact an old story I wrote a few years ago that I recently came across again. It's one of the first stories I ever wrote, and was decent enough to be runner up in a short story completion. Although there are things I would now change, I am still very proud of it, and have fond memories of writing it.

Whilst it's not a horror story like the rest on this site, it is seriously fucking dark. I mean darker than the deepest point of the blackest black hole in the outermost reaches of the darkest part of the cosmos.

It's inspired by an incident in the Yorkshire Evening Post around the time I wrote it about a raid on a Leeds brothel. It occurred to me that slavery and sexual violence and exploitation for profit exists amongst the wealth and commercialism of this modern city; the poor, the lost and the dispossessed live out lives we can't imagine, far beneath the cracks, and I guess I wanted to tell a little bit of their story.

Hope you like it.