Last weekend I was lucky enough to get a place on a free flash fiction workshop. It was held as part of the Rochdale Literature and Ideas Festival, at a building called Number One Riverside. 428 more words
8 months, 2 weeks ago
by Sarah-Clare Conlon
We swapped over our coats and bags in the pub.
I used to be fatter and she’d been thinner, and people often mixed us up away from the confines of our desks; in the lift, say, or at the colour photocopier. 349 more words
10 months, 3 weeks ago