Cornelius Flynn

It’s not every day you reach for the low fat milk for your cereal and find a stranger’s head, shrink-wrapped, in your fridge.

Relief flooded through me after I checked it wasn’t my blood drying on the sheets, until I reached over the edge of the bed.

My first thought, when I met Walter Smith, was that aliens should look, well, more alien than…[Read more]

The second time I died was my own fault, but it took two years with a shrink before I was ready to admit that.

Opening the door after seeing her body was a really big mistake, at least that’s what the cops in the burns unit told me later.

Wisdom claims that necessity is the mother of invention; I found the water filling my lungs to be a more…[Read more]

Death wasn’t the answer, it turned out to be the question…

Never tell a dragon that it doesn’t exist, they get quite tetchy about it, as I discovered this morning…

How was she supposed to know that ‘do your fung shway’ wasn’t a rude euphemism, before she punched him?