This is the first story written for the creative writing class I’m attending at Birkbeck University. It’s also the first story I’ve finished since leaving school 18 years ago. Both of these facts should scream ‘DON’T POST IT ON THE WEB!’ to any sane person, but I’ve thought about it, a bit, and decided to post it anyway. A dangerous mix of disproportionate pride in a weeny achievement, vanity and hopeful self promotion has caused me to ignore my intuition, but hey!
Karl, of course, is an amalgamation of lots of people I’ve met and worked with over the years. The world of IT support is full of them. The story itself is so full of holes you could wear it over your head to rob a bank, but I enjoyed writing it, so hopefully someone might enjoy reading it…
Read the .pdf HERE