Kieran Wyatt
The London Magazine, Free Flash Fiction, Eunoia Review. North West. kieranstorieswriter.wordpress.com
- New short story on the blog. A Roman holiday. If you have time for a story today, I’d really appreciate you taking a chance on this one. Cheers all kieranstorieswriter.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/o...
- On the bus, man asks driver if he takes American Express. Wink wink. Proceeds to tap American Express card onto contactless reader. Driver simply nods him on. Man now asking what bus he’s on. I hope he has an awful rest of his day.
- “Finn was usually good at feigning boredom, but it was proving difficult in the Vatican. He was seeing things he never thought he’d see. It was like being on a film set, sort of.” kieranstorieswriter.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/o...
- Midday walk. Picked up two books I’ve wanted to read for a while.
- Started Experience last night. Teeth monomania very relatable. If anyone wants to give me £20k to get mine fixed, much appreciated.
- It’s funny reading this after Andrew Motion’s biography of Larkin, because you get the sense that MA is aping Larkin in his letters, although I don’t know if he’d read them then. And the KA/Larkin, MA/Hitchens parallel is fascinating to me.
- I’ve updated the blog today. I wanted to write a quick post before putting up more stories. And then I put up another story, which I think is probably the best thing posted so far. I’d love if it you gave ‘Farmacia’ a read. kieranstorieswriter.wordpress.com/2026/02/03/o...
- On his birthday, remembering the time I received a work email from the great man. I met him in the shared kitchen once. He said “Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.” I said “Sounds like my bus route!” We laughed about it, then went back to work.
- He’d be writing at his desk. I would raise his purchase orders for him. I didn’t mind. I knew how much writing meant to him, even if he should save it for home. I leaned over into his nook and told him he’d missed an apostrophe there. Daggers. He said “It’ll be your wake if you’re not careful.”
- He was let go on it end. Boss said he was Uselysses. (Hold my hands up, that doesn’t completely work. Mea culpa.)
- The conceit in The Devil Wears Prada 2 trailer that Miranda has no memory of the events of the first film is cute, but makes absolutely no sense, and it has irked me something rotten.
- Starting on a Sunday: the weirdest, eeriest day of the week. It’s still the weekend but not quite.
- There were men with beads on sticks… A man with butterflies on his face… youtu.be/mo5aOzojsqU?...
- January snapshots. It's been a pretty big month. I'll remember walks in the morning, a friend's surprise 30th birthday party (with snow), our first gig of the year, and securing a new nine-to-five job. Time for Feb.
- A short story I posted exactly a month ago. Time flies. Title taken from the poem ‘A Woman Unconscious’ by Ted Hughes. kieranstorieswriter.wordpress.com/2026/01/01/o...
