Bridget Appleby
Bio
After twenty-five years producing wildlife films and writing factual articles for the Guardian and New Scientist, I am crossing the bridge into fiction. I write short stories and articles, often inspired by the Natural World.
Stories (2)
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The Pull of Your Hand. Content Warning.
The sun caresses my face with soft, late-afternoon rays, and the unruly brambles offer the last of their inky blackberries, still plump with end-of-summer rain. I put one in my mouth and bitter-sweet sunshine explodes against my tongue. A robin eyes me from a fence, head on one side, querying crumbs.
By Bridget Appleby6 months ago in Fiction
The Shock
I wake in a room I wouldn’t have chosen to sleep in. Curtains the colour of excrement block out the sun, and the carpet is a nauseating kaleidoscope of blue and orange swirls. I guess it’s cheap. Earning money from writing in Paris is like milking a dead cow. Laurent hints there are plenty of waitress jobs for pretty girls, but there are plenty of waiter jobs for boys who look like him, too.
By Bridget Appleby10 months ago in Fiction
