A horrible harvest and its consequences.
A quick robbery for this month's WEP.
The end of the world... And a decision of life and death.
One day in the hot Sahara, here's what happened.
Here's how I write my WEP stories
*WEP December 2018 Award Winner* When an attack on Santa's home-base leaves inspiration for a young boy.
The serene countryside was suddenly broken by shouts of excitement; Ismail leaned on his spade as Ayaz went forward to uncover what they had found. Spring was here and coupled with the downfall in the economy, both brothers had returned to their ancestral home in Taşlıçay to make a living through agriculture. Gently they uncovered... Continue Reading →
Sam: (Shaking his head vigorously) No I won't! Mother: Why not? Sam: It's too deep. I'll sink. Mother: Oh come on, Sam. It's not that deep. See even little Peter got in. Sam: He probably never knew. At least give me a lifejacket first. Mother: (With an exasperated sigh) Sam, will you just get into the... Continue Reading →