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Inside STRATA - Shifting Tides

Our third anthology of short stories will be launched in Lewes on 20 November 2025. It features twenty-two short stories from seven different authors and the brilliant and inspiring cover illustration of John Vernon Lord. The anthology will be available from selected Sussex bookshops at £8.99 and from our online shop. Subscribe to our newsletter for up to date information.

Here's a sneak preview of what's inside.

Stuart
Condie

Pink Strip

In front of the beach some teenagers were bungee jumping, each with their own cradle, like buzzing flies in a giant metallic web.

Stuart Condie

Yvonne Hennesy

Letter from America

Now, as she thought about the days, months and years of her existence with Liam, it all felt like a memory borrowed from someone else’s life.

Yvonne Hennessy

Elsa
Evripidou

Lost and Found

As they trekked through a series of citrus and olive groves, Christopher speculated as to the nature of this wonder. A secret, religious ceremony perhaps? An unexpected feeling swept over him. It was quite exciting, not knowing where he was going.

Elsa Evripidou

Samanthi
Munasing

Meeting House Lane

Ten thirty in the evening. Walking, walking. Should have worn the mid-heels, except punters like high heels; fantasies she is happy to indulge.

Samantha Munasing

David Stephens

Blood Red

And in the old man’s hand was a flower, a blood-red
rose, picked from a garden, and pressed tightly to his heart.

David Stephens

J. Reid Graham

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Non-lethal
token gestures are for amateurs. Why break a nose when it is just as easy to crush
a windpipe?

J. Reid Graham

Danielle Sensier

The Rug

Some were clumsy, many were graceful. And there was bravery and bravado too, as one by one they performed their daring leaps and crashing falls, swimming back to the riverbank to climb and dive again and again.

Danielle Sensier

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Inside STRATA - Shifting Tides

Here's a sneak preview of what's inside.

Stuart
Condie

In front of the beach some teenagers were bungee jumping, each with their own cradle, like buzzing flies in a giant metallic web.

Stuart Condie

Yvonne Hennesy

Now, as she thought about the days, months and years of her existence with Liam, it all felt like a memory borrowed from someone else’s life.

Yvonne Hennessy

Elsa
Evripidou

As they trekked through a series of citrus and olive groves, Christopher speculated as to the nature of this wonder. A secret, religious ceremony perhaps? An unexpected feeling swept over him. It was quite exciting, not knowing where he was going.

Elsa Evripidou

Samanthi
Munasing

Ten thirty in the evening. Walking, walking. Should have worn the mid-heels, except punters like high heels; fantasies she is happy to indulge.

Samantha Munasing

David Stephens

And in the old man’s hand was a flower, a blood-red
rose, picked from a garden, and pressed tightly to his heart.

David Stephens

J. Reid Graham

Non-lethal
token gestures are for amateurs. Why break a nose when it is just as easy to crush
a windpipe?

J. Reid Graham

Danielle Sensier

Some were clumsy, many were graceful. And there was bravery and bravado too, as one by one they performed their daring leaps and crashing falls, swimming back to the riverbank to climb and dive again and again.

Danielle Sensier

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Inside STRATA - Shifting Tides

Here's a sneak preview of what's inside.

Stuart Condie

In front of the beach some teenagers were bungee jumping, each with their own cradle, like buzzing flies in a giant metallic web. Stuart Condie

Yvonne Hennesy

Now, as she thought about the days, months and years of her existence with Liam, it all felt like a memory borrowed from someone else’s life. Yvonne Hennessy

Elsa Evripidou

As they trekked through a series of citrus and olive groves, Christopher speculated as to the nature of this wonder. A secret, religious ceremony perhaps? An unexpected feeling swept over him. It was quite exciting, not knowing where he was going. Elsa Evripidou

Samanthi Munasing

Ten thirty in the evening. Walking, walking. Should have worn the mid-heels, except punters like high heels; fantasies she is happy to indulge. ​ Samantha Munasing

David Stephens

And in the old man’s hand was a flower, a blood-red rose, picked from a garden, and pressed tightly to his heart. David Stephens

J. Reid Graham

Non-lethal token gestures are for amateurs. Why break a nose when it is just as easy to crush a windpipe? J. Reid Graham

Danielle Sensier

Some were clumsy, many were graceful. And there was bravery and bravado too, as one by one they performed their daring leaps and crashing falls, swimming back to the riverbank to climb and dive again and again. Danielle Sensier

STAY IN TOUCH

Subscribe to our mailing list for blog updates, news of future publications, competitions and events.

Stuart
Condie

In front of the beach some teenagers were bungee jumping, each with their own cradle, like buzzing flies in a giant metallic web.

Stuart Condie

Now, as she thought about the days, months and years of her existence with Liam, it all felt like a memory borrowed from someone else’s life.

Yvonne Hennessy

Elsa
Evripidou

As they trekked through a series of citrus and olive groves, Christopher speculated as to the nature of this wonder. A secret, religious ceremony perhaps? An unexpected feeling swept over him. It was quite exciting, not knowing where he was going.

Elsa Evripidou

Samanthi
Munasing

Ten thirty in the evening. Walking, walking. Should have worn the mid-heels, except punters like high heels; fantasies she is happy to indulge.

Samantha Munasing

And in the old man’s hand was a flower, a blood-red
rose, picked from a garden, and pressed tightly to his heart.

David Stephens

Non-lethal
token gestures are for amateurs. Why break a nose when it is just as easy to crush
a windpipe?

J. Reid Graham

Some were clumsy, many were graceful. And there was bravery and bravado too, as one by one they performed their daring leaps and crashing falls, swimming back to the riverbank to climb and dive again and again.

Danielle Sensier