Robert Quick

I had cut through Liddell Park on my way to my girlfriend's flat. It wasn't the first time I'd tried…

The echo of my boots attracted the silent judgment of every deluded man in the Hall. Under their dis…

The whistles coming out of the Iron Calliope almost sounded like music which meant the bar was havin…

I joined my papa at the top of the hill. Intertwining my fingers, I stretched again, slowly pushing …

I stretched out, hand reaching languidly for the sun. I wanted to pluck the bright golden ball from …

The awkward heaviness of the sword, made his swing go wide. The flying creature closed the distance …

As I turned right at the old adobe building, Carmen's voice piped up from the back seat. "Grandma, w…

Heading to Starbucks for some writing, I turned on to Fernando Valley Road. It was one of those four…

All signs pointed to a rather violent end. The lights were off, the windows smashed. Curiously, the …

“Why are you kicking me out? What did I do?”

Jack wouldn't quite meet my eye, staring just past my …

“I'm not saying you're not entitled to your rage--or any feeling really—I'm saying that if you yell …

Driven by a promise, through the dark and twisted tunnels of the Dewar and the misty mountains of th…

The Indian man stiffened and turned his back to restock the cigarette case. “Nothing, man. I don't k…

Jacqueline made a sour face. “You mean to keep an eye on me. I hate having someone watching over my …

Grims reached the outer fence, a rickety wooden thing with a large gap in between the top and bottom…