jo-cannonJo CannonLove on the Rocks
In ‘Love on the Rocks’ I wanted to explore the idea of sex as metaphor for the shared emotions and experiences that bind a couple in a long relationship. I came across the bat cave on holiday, but it would have been a dangerous choice for a tryst. Our transported hero and heroine would have been seriously injured on the rocks, and the icy water would have been literally, not figuratively, heart-stopping. The foetid smell, and the thousands of teensy little eyes, would dampen anyone’s ardour. But of course fiction overcomes all these hindrances, so writing this story was rather fun.

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sam-dudaSam Duda - The Parrot
I had just left a job, a girlfriend and a city, and gone to live in Cornwall. I scratched around for a while before finding a job on a beach. The only other worker was a Czech boy, Milan. I was anxious, self-aware and obsessive. He was carefree, hedonistic and unflappable. I drank with him all summer, trying to parrot him – not just to impress, but because it seemed an easier, more enjoyable way to live. The following year I moved to Newcastle and found myself slightly more carefree, hedonistic and unflappable. That’s when I wrote the story. Lots of episodes actually happened or are based upon happenings. At the moment I am living next door to Milan in Prague. The other day he showed me a video of his graduation ball, pointing out the girl whose photo was torn for filters.

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