The Home for Writers with Neurological Conditions
Bryony thinks it started with her father, because he was the one who stupidly got himself killed on that motorbike all those years ago. Her mother found immutable courage in the face of their loss, but Bryony just went numb. Relatives sought to offer condolences and food, but the teenage Bryony pushed them away with […]
Had he wanted to romanticise, or to dramatise, he would have decided that the dreams woke him, but he knew it to be untrue. He woke to the hot, pervasive sun, to the taste of gravel and its numbed imprint upon his face; to the acrid smell of stale urine, and the sound of the […]
You live for this, your daily run. You find yourself thinking about it all the time. You have to wonder if it isn’t just another obsession, but even if it is, it’s a good one. You don’t want to give it up. Not because you’re a health fanatic, though you certainly are grateful for the […]
It was the fourth time I’d read the magazine and it had only come out the previous month. I could almost close my eyes and tell each story to myself word for word. I knew every line and shadow in the photos and every mistake in the text. I knew every fingerprint on the page. […]
As featured in OCD-UK’s members magazine: Aaron’s face lights up in a way she’s not sure she has ever seen in him before. He leans in toward her as if about to divulge a great secret, his face almost too close to her for her liking. ‘I’m going to the Compulsion Factory today,’ he whispers, […]