Alec Rowan Writes

 Alice awoke to the sound of glass smashing. She sat bolt upright in bed and held still, listening for more. The room was dark, lit only by ...

 “Ooooh, you’re going back a bit there,” said Darren, his curly hair thinning and cut into the shape of a mullet. Alice did not know if that...

The bacon sizzled in the pan, two thick white slices of bread, buttered, sat ready to her side. She flipped the rashers to check they were d...

 Alice sat at her desk in the spare room, her typewriter waiting patiently before her. Her fingers hovered over the keys, poised for a word ...

“Ash Cottage,” Alice said aloud as she set her bags down in the hallway. The words echoed slightly, swallowed by the narrow space and the un...

  My new book Below the Surface is out today. You can grab it here: https://amzn.eu/d/0beGk8Bd This release combines Below the Surface and...

Danny nearly turned to run. He didn't want to see the owner, he didn't want to see inside the house. His heart told him it was a mon...