Tag Archives: Joe Pearson

JOE PEARSON: Inspector Clue’s Notebook: A Fifty-Word Whodunnit

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Investigation time. What a situation! Murder, rainbow suspects.

Professor: elegant alibi.

Colonel obfuscating clues? Key insight: never trust him.

Enter ballroom. Innocent looking lady in all red: deception?

Recent observation of maid was inconclusive: tail her.

The honourable emerald clergyman: assassin?

No damn leads! Except suspiciously typed initials – cryptic key?

Joe Pearson is a British fiction writer living in Paris. He plays board games, solves murders and hides clues in his stories. You can find more of his writing at joepearsonwriter.com.

Editor: Have you figured it out yet? It took me a minute!

JOE PEARSON: Aubade for My Daughter

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I fought the night. Chose cold screens and exhaustion.

But now the dawn cries “Daddy” through the static. What new joy can we uncork today? We scream and laugh and stick out our tongues. Find new ways to pause time.

Another day will never come. We’ll live this one forever.

Joe Pearson is a British fiction writer living in Paris with an interest in human responses to crises — whether personal, social, or environmental. His work often deals with themes of climate change, mental health, masculinity and fatherhood.

JOE PEARSON: Seahorse Dad

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After you were born, I carried you for nine months in the sling. “You owe me,” said your mother.

You’d sleep on my chest, skin to skin, and I’d imagine you sinking into me. I can’t grow a skeleton, or nourish you with my body. Our bond needs open water.

Joe Pearson is a British fiction writer living in Paris with an interest in human responses to crises — whether personal, social, or environmental. His work often deals with themes of climate change, mental health, masculinity and fatherhood.