by Neil | Dec 31, 2007 | Books, Fiction, Horror, Iain Banks, Joe Hill, Margaret Atwood, Mitch Albom, Neal Stephenson, Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place, Science Fiction, Writers, Writing
The problem with top fives is that, rather like celebrations, it can be hard to stop and so today we have my Top Five Books What I Read in 2007. The year started off well with a good haul of Neal Stephenson books including The Baroque Cycle, I went through those at a...by Neil | Dec 30, 2007 | Fiction, Gareth Lyn Powell, Harlan Ellison, Joe Hill, Neil Gaiman, Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place, Short Stories, Susanna Clarke, Writers, Writing
I’m back in London. I spent most of yesterday driving, we took the opportunity to call in with some friends on the way back and we were not helped by proper Welsh rain. Now I’m quite enjoying flumping on my own sofa and not doing anything. Ergo there are...by Neil | Dec 28, 2007 | Fiction, Free Online Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, Science Fiction and Fantasy
Another experiment, apologies if it’s too obvious or trite: Clockwork Songs By Neil Beynon I went down to the glass river to sit on the lost walls and watch the swollen star melt night’s blanket from the ground. As I looked on a clockwork sparrow spun me a yarn...by Neil | Dec 28, 2007 | Fiction, Free Online Fiction, Friday Flash Fiction, Not Friday Flash Fiction, Science Fiction and Fantasy, Writing
There will be a new Friday Flash Fiction (called Clockwork Songs) in the next few hours, probably around 2pm. So stay tuned. I was looking at my Friday Flash Fiction page today, thumbing through old stories and I realised I’d written over 25 of the buggers....by Neil | Dec 27, 2007 | Family, Fancy a drink?, Fun, just plain odd, Lies to tell children, Life, Personal, rambling post that goes all over the place, Random, Seemed like a good idea at the time, Wales
Boxing Day has its many traditions from passing presents to watching the football. For many years ours has been to see my mother’s side of the family. Each year, on rotation, we all decamp to whomever has been tagged as host for the year. Aunt J was this...