Disturbed Literature

Writings of Jambo Stewart



The South Gut

I wrote The South Gut after a short holiday to Devon, one of the only times I had ever feared for my life. There isn’t any fiction here, Continue reading “The South Gut”

The South Gut

© Copyright Photograph by Roger Cornfoot and licensed for reuse under this Creative Commons Licence

We didn’t realise until it was too late that the water had surrounded us. Not once did it even occur to me that it was a possibility, but there we stood, in the middle of a sand bank off the Devon coast, our lives in danger. Continue reading “The South Gut”

Blue Light

We arrived at the barn before dusk. It was creepy, dilapidated and seemingly abandoned, with a pitched roof like a shark’s dorsal riding the hilltop wave on the horizon. Continue reading “Blue Light”

His Love of April

© Copyright Photograph by Patrik Nygren and licensed for reuse under this Creative Commons Licence

Locked within the small, bland prison cell, Dwayne sat on his bed clutching a photograph. He glanced around the beige walls where he’d hung various pencil drawings, drawings of her. Looking back at the picture he was filled with joy. Continue reading “His Love of April”

The 25th Hour

© Photograph by Alan Dobson (credit)

Once there was a time I believed that a day consisted of a mere twenty-four hours, twelve in the morning, twelve in the afternoon. That was a long time ago. Continue reading “The 25th Hour”

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