PickledEel : Writing

Clinker Bill

Clinker Bill

A Story by PickledEel


Clinker Bill Bruce Lyman B ill was forty three years old when he shaved his legs for the first time. I..
Leather Chair

Leather Chair

A Story by PickledEel


This story was inspired by two random postcards placed together � one depicting a young man sitting in a chair, the other promoting an art..
 A Malayan Emergency

A Malayan Emergency

A Story by PickledEel


I picked up the satin finished black and white photo from off the station platform. The patterned edges were rough in my hand and ..
My Salvation

My Salvation

A Story by PickledEel


Andrew was kicked back on the pavement, dying from a wound in his neck. He knew he was dying, but he had no idea how the wound had occur..
The Old Man

The Old Man

A Story by PickledEel


As I say, shadows are what I remember. One’s that stretch up walls, curl through trees, and move without people. I don’t r..
Jedi Academy

Jedi Academy

A Story by PickledEel


� A long time ago in a galaxy far far away: Ten years after the Battle of Endor, the IMPERIAL REMNANT continues to be drive..
Elliot Jones

Elliot Jones

A Poem by PickledEel


Tear streaked face abd runny nose, After tying up your sister with the garden hose, What next will you do? Nobody knows, Elliot Jones. Lurid clo..