My Name Is Red

My Name Is Red

I am nothing but a corpse now, a body at the bottom of a well. Although I drew my last breath long ago and my heart has stopped beating, no one, apart from that vile murderer, knows what’s happened to me. As for that wretch, he felt for my pulse and listened for...
There Are Little Kingdoms

There Are Little Kingdoms

Animal Needs ‘Come on, John,’ said Madge, and she grabbed the car keys, ‘we’ll head for yours.’ You imagine the whole wife-swapping business would take four decisions but really it only takes three. He moves across the low dip of the bottom fields, rat-faced with need...
Homesick for Another World

Homesick for Another World

A Dark and Winding RoadAround nine o’clock, I pulled my sleeping bag out and unrolled it on the bed which was covered in old blankets and dust and mouse poop, and slept with no trouble at all. In the morning I guzzled a litre of mineral water and drove on the dark and...
The Second Bakery Attack

The Second Bakery Attack

I’m still not sure I made the right choice when I told my wife about the bakery attack. But then, it might not have been a question of right and wrong. Which is to say that wrong choices can produce right results, and vice versa. I myself have adopted the...