Wolf Moon
written by: Ed McConnell
@EdJMcConnell
Beep… Growing up in the village was fun. The fields, trees, mud and bugs. Adolescence in… beep… rural Kent is dull. We’d go camping, get pissed, fight. But life was boring until my… beep… mate Max sold me a dream. ‘Let me bite you,’ he said. So I did. Every full moon we’d… beep… go berserk. Chasing lampers and campers, doggers and badgers. Then his rich dad paid… beep… for treatment and now he works in banking and has blocked me on Instagram and I… beep… work on the McColl’s checkout getting taunted by teenagers for my hairy hands.
Ed McConnell is a local journalist who was once offered a £10,000 prize fight with Britain’s most-hated landlord. He is interested in the absurdity of humanity and modern society. He began writing fiction in 2022.
Latest posts by Ed McConnell (see all)
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