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Sara Browning

Sara Browning is going to be fifty this year and decided to mark the occasion by having fifty celebrations. To date she has had seventeen and having her story published in Leaf’s anthology is certainly going to count for at least two more. She lives in the West Country with her husband, three dogs, a cat, a camper van with no engine called Priscilla and a caravan that is her writing sanctuary. She has two sons and a daughter-in-law and a large extended family. Sara graduated from Bath Spa University in 2005 with a 2:1 in Creative Studies in English.

 

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Derek

Derek and More Micro-Fiction 

Price £7.99 (p&p £1 per book)
Format: Demy
138 Pages
ISBN: 9781905599363

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‘Susan asked him where he’d left his trousers, but he wasn’t sure. Although he thought he remembered leaving his shirt in the cabbage patch. She went to look and sure enough there was something there. She moved closer. A pair of trousers lay across two rows of Sweethearts, the early variety. She retrieved them and walked towards the runner beans where she found his shirt. By the time she arrived back at the rhubarb patch, Derek had left. His y-fronts, however, had stayed. She gathered them up and followed the trail….’  - Extract from winning entry ‘Derek’ by Gina Goodwin 

The Leaf Books Micro-Fiction Competition 2007 was Leaf’s second stab at a micro-fiction competition and it proved no less successful than the first. Entrants were invited to submit ultra-short stories of no more than 500 words. There was no lower word limit whatsoever. The thirty-seven stories in this collection represent the pick of the litter. The subjects on which they discourse range from imaginary footballs to Viking funerals to naked astral-projection. The stories are brief and brisk and pointed and thirst-quenching, and reading them is kind of like being smacked in the face with a moistened sprig of mint. We trust you like that sort of thing.