Go You Or I: Family, Friend or Enemy, Our Deeds Laid Bare to View, in Ecstasy or Agony or Empathy. So Who's to Judge, but You? (The Odds, Sods and Surprises Series of Short Stories (OsssOss))

Twenty-nine tales of you and me; here and now.

From the Sandpit to the Cemetery. From ancient Rome to next season's skittles tournament. People you know; and those you're glad you don't know. Maybe those you might wish to be for a day? The things they do, or that happen to them. Strong-willed women and manic men mix their stuff across the world. Crossing swords, or across the bed, they make you laugh or cry; gasp or sigh. Whatever the scene and the situation, you're in it now, and you have to see it through.

What the previewers say ‘This writer’s women characters are great – real, crafty and winners.’ ‘Really good, entertaining stories – couple of quite heart-in-mouth situations.' ‘Very funny, with such devious twists that I never saw coming.’ ‘Ahh – she got her revenge, alright.’ ‘This guy is even worse than my next-door neighbour.’

And the stories

You hear the doctors talking to the person the other side of the curtain, but you’ve no sympathy for her. Why can’t you summon up the words to tell them how awful she was? After all, she’s dead. Isn’t she? Surely, sweet-faced, newly-married little lass Jaimie couldn’t have done it? Your father is the new Military Pro-Consul of Rome – and he does that to you? You’re at the top of the Big Wheel; the wind is picking up, spinning round… Fifty yards ahead in the woodland gloom, a figure lurks; do you keep jogging? It’s a huge amount of money, but El Presidente is going to make you earn it.