I tend to write fantasy more than anything else, but from time to time I write about aliens drinking cocktails …
Not quite. This wide-eyed green fellow above is the logo of Alien Pub, an arts and culture magazine based in New York. The kind editors were of the view that my historical fiction story, ‘Death of the Empress’ was good enough to publish, and on 4th May it was released on their website.
‘Death of the Empress’ is a flash fiction story set in my hometown, Liverpool. It tells the fictitious tale of the sinking of the Empress of Canada, an Atlantic cruise liner which perished while docked in Liverpool in 1953.
It only takes 5 minutes to read, apparently; a perfect distraction for a smidgen of your time.
“Johnny always had a cig in his mouth. Sometimes it turned to ash without him taking a pull. Other times he held it there without lighting it. He always seemed more at ease, more focused, when he had a white stick between his lips. Johnny worked in the engine room. The captain didn’t like people smoking in there. One time he found a ‘prentice puffing away and threw him overboard.”