A large rock curved above the water, black, surf-slick and smooth. Waves slid oil-dark at its sides, swelling high up the sleek surface before retreating in a fury of bubble-froth. Riding the mighty surge of a seventh wave, Sus slid up the stone and sat upon it. His green-brown eyes watched the lonely cabin on the shore. Mother Moon bathed his glistening skin with her light. Sister Wind stirred his mossy hair. His tongue caressed salt from his lips.
Eleven short Michael Wombat tales of stardust and delight that you can read on the go.
A Yorkshireman living in the rural green hills of Lancashire, Michael Wombat is a man of huge beard. He has a penchant for good single-malts, inept football teams, big daft dogs and the diary of Mr. Samuel Pepys. Abducted by pirates at the age of twelve he quickly rose to captain the feared privateer ‘The Mrs. Nesbitt’ and terrorised the Skull Coast throughout his early twenties. Narrowly escaping the Revenue men by dressing as a burlesque dancer, he went on to work successively and successfully as a burlesque dancer, a forester, a busker, and a magic carpet salesman. The fact that he was once one of that forgotten company, the bus conductors, will immediately tell you that he is as old as the hills in which he lives. Nowadays he spends his time writing and pretending to take good photographs. You can have a good laugh at his pathetic blog or his photographs, but most of all please go and mock him mercilessly on Twitter or Facebook. Michael Wombat has published over one book. Other authors are available.
I’ve been reading Michael Wombat’s short stories for years and his pocket sized collections are always great to relax with – well, maybe not so relaxing…
This is a quick read, but perfect for those occasions when you fancy dipping in and out again, like when you’re waiting for an appointment, or for the kids to get ready to go out, or just looking for a literary moment. Wombat’s stories will always entertain, and they’ll either make you laugh, cry, smile, or shiver as they encapsulate a multitude of genres.
These are flash stories, short and – hmm, not always so sweet… and my personal favourites from this batch are Freedom’s Promise and Hunter Green. Wombat’s style is quick and easy with a twist and you’ll love delving into his tales.
Stardust is indeed what this is, tiny showers of storytelling magic that transport you to another world for just a moment to embrace the best if it.
Womaniser is perfect, with Better Watch Out a cautionary Christmas tale. I also enjoyed Shadows & Freedom's promise. Lots to pick from but some aren't for the fainthearted.