Will Garwood
Bio
Writing has always been at the heart of what I do. If I can force you to escape the daily bustle and inspire a little creativity along the way then I count that as a job well done.
If any of my work strikes a chord then get in touch!
Stories (2)
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A Watery End
The frozen grass crunched underfoot, breaking the stillness that enveloped the forest clearing. Centuries of memories lay hidden within this Earth, setting the foundations for the giant conifers that climbed far into the twilit sky overhead, as if the trees themselves were fertilised from years of mystique and tragedy.
By Will Garwood4 years ago in Fiction
Blood spilled
A loud bang at the door forcefully awakens Todd from his slumber. Sat bolt upright he hazily scans the hotel room looking for signs of life or snippets of information from last night’s events. Head pounding, breath stinking of a booze-and-cigarette cocktail, the trashed room offers no hope of recollection. If a tornado had hit last night it would have left less mess. Bloodied clothes were strewn across the floor, the wardrobe was on one side and the curtains had been pulled down in a last-minute act of defiance. His first thought was the credit card bill he would have to pay, another expensive night in New York City.
By Will Garwood4 years ago in Fiction
