Popeye

Here’s the first piece of fiction that I’ve written specifically for this site – all my other stories have been entered into competitions so can’t be published on here, at least not yet anyway.

The idea for this story came about from one of my weird dreams. I don’t always remember my dreams and those that I do tend to fade away within minutes. To prevent this happening I now have a ‘reverie’ notebook by the side of my bed to scribble things down when my sleep encrusted eyes snap open.

If you like the story, feel free to let me know. If you don’t like the story, tell me why and maybe I can fix it, if I agree with you that is 😉

Warning – contains colourful language.

Click on the link below to read the story…

Popeye