entry into the latest issue of SHOTS
marks, if I understand correctly, the first of what will likely be many short story publications. The reason I say this is as follows: I liked his story. Not just the man himself - he's a nice enough 'bloke'. But the story had me thinking one thing and it gave me something unexpected. The basic premise is that two friends plan a heist. The title quickly tells you one flaw their plan has, but there is much, much more that can go wrong and in the end, I have to admit, I didn't see it coming.
The prose smoothly propels you to the ending and the characters are engaging. Nice work.
I do have to say, however, though the main characters came through as completely real to me (a big plus in so short a space) the story is written in Austrailian so that you have to keep in mind south of the Equator sensibilities about weather. Thirty degrees centigrade is hot.* And if it's hot, then it must be what we in America call 'Winter'.
* (30x1.8)+32=86 farenheit