RUSSELL CORNHILL

The Square Peg 2. Perhaps one of the most basic ways that writers vary from each other is simply why they write. It is easy to say, ‘to...

Follow the Signs. The glare was dazzling. Daniel yanked off the spectacles to find it was worse without them. Even when he closed his...

Meet Slab. Everything was black. ‘I’ve gone blind,’. Daniel thrashed his arms about in panic, searching for something to hold. ‘I must...

Meet Daniel. Daniel Nichols tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Why had he put his name down at that aged care home? Hell, he was only...