John-J Anderson

ORGAN Chapter Twenty Oscar sneaked a peak through the blinds facing the hotels balcony walkway, Katie woke up at the sound of them moving against glass, looking up at him from the floor, her makeshift bed, he seemed vacant like a shirt dangling without body on a hanger.  “Oscar, are you okay? What are you doing?” Katie asked shuffling herself onto her side against the hard carpet. “Showing them it’s safe, they needed to see” he muttered into the glass. Katie saw a look in the corner of his eye that worried her intensely, it was neglected of everything that made this man himself.  “Who needed to see?” she asked wiping her forearm over her eyes to ensure she was conscious, and this was not some uncanny venture into dreamland brought on by these particularly unusual days, his lack of response only worried her more. “Please go back to bed Oscar, it’s still early. We can talk about it in the morning” she pleaded with her roommate hoping he would snap back into frame.  “Be quie...

It is hot. Let's get that out of the way, it is 32 degrees in parts of the UK and our country isn't built for it. Yes, I am boiling in my skin, and yes, this is worrying for the future summers (is it even summer yet?) as the temp continues to climb. Now lets stop talking about the fucking sun. Chapter 19 of Organ is available on the site for free, we are heading towards the final third of the book and I can see that the numbers are dwindling but steady. Just from views alone I can see that at least five people are religiously reading this book when the next chapter comes out, its pleasing to see some folks enjoying my writing. After this is finished I will be moving onto formatting and updating Bulldog 1 for the website, so stick around for more free daily stories. If you haven't already, check out Release and the short crisp sci-fi story I published on the site.  Every company online today wants to sell you something, or turn you into a product to sell to advertise...

ORGAN Chapter Nineteen Katie woke up early the following day, knowing it was essentially now or never if she was going to complete her recently acquired crusade to find Oscar and bring him back into the world of the living. Last night’s escapade through the vicinity of the degrading bus terminal, had led her to a rough in every sense of the word clue from a less than reliable source, now it was her obligation to follow up, do what the police are apparently failing to do in bringing Oscar home. Her car burst into life with a splutter of a low tank, the radio was still off after her need to calm down in silence on last night’s journey home, but today she was more equipped for an adventure into what she realistically understood could become a more dangerous hunting ground.  Before she left for the day Katie stuffed a shoulder bag with essentials for her day-out, some provisions for Oscar in case his health had deteriorated, blankets, some nutrient rich breakfast bars, a change of clot...

ORGAN Chapter Eighteen Nights had become an unwelcoming cold for the better part of a month, Oscar was still missing, and the anxiety made Katies bones rattle beneath her flesh, but that evening it was a brief respite, in the temperature breathing through her window at least. Mary Rubens was let into the secret fountain of knowledge that wadded with stories of her sons doctor becoming abusive and threatening towards him, but Katie still felt the guilt and the lack of action was giving her no undeserved period of comfort. Drifting rhythmically in and out of that sleep so deep it conjures drool from the corners of mouths and murmurs from the resting tongues, Katie held her dreams tight hoping they would stay pleasant. She eventually dreamt of her family home, perhaps due to the afternoon spent in Oscars own family home, the warm fire her father would insist on lighting the second the cool breath could be visibly seen outdoors, the times she would play with her sister in the garden and th...