The Fiction of Francis Zen
This blog has been dormant for a bit while I was doing other things, I hope to bring it back soon and represent all the creative work I'm doing right now. I'll be uploading short stories as I feel it suits this form much better than uploading a whole novel in bits (does anyone out …
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Was Pons zig-zagging, trying to avoid the bizarre Roger Starling? Or was it Len Valentino's people, and the work they'd paid him to do for them, that had lead to his disappearance? Why, if so? Intransigence, or some deeper reason? Was there method to his madness? Had he, in fact, as garbled reports coming out …
"SPARTACUS, you utter bastard," I managed as I brushed the tweed jacketed hand away from me - for it was he, and not our mutual friend Sterling as I might have hoped. Why had he ever let me believe he would come here to the conference if he was off on some jaunt to the …
When I emerged back in the main room I must have been visibly shaken – I had just been told that I had died, after all – but I had it in mind to take Sterling's advice to heart and not trust anyone. I would have to bear that burden by myself a little bit …
I was disoriented to say the least. My best friend was off flying round the world, discovering untold secrets of the ancient mysteries (maybe the greatest mystery of all – that of where we all came from). I was in a strange town, in a stranger's house, drunk, and what's more I hadn't had any …
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From: Sterling (lordosmo@hotmail.com) To: Edward Spartacus Cc: Diana Jones Subject: ------- Dear Cus, By now I'm sure Julia told you I've vanished off the face of the earth, or some such shit. The reality is, nothing of the sort. I'm in Lebanon, Cus. That's right – the Middle East... I'll explain in a …
From: Edward Spartacus (Lamjackswastedlife@hotmail.com) To: Sterling Pons (lordosmo@hotmail.com) CC: Diana Jones (spiritualbath@gmail.co.uk) Sterling, old pal, Thank you for your email of the 14th. Julia has just been here rattling on about you "going to the conference in Yorkshire, or Derbyshire, or wherever it is" (I don't think she even knows - although, as you always …
