Both G and I will be attending and participating in Bristolcon this year. Please do say hello. I will be appearing on this panel: Writing through the storm at 3pm in Programme Room 2, the description from the programme: Writing fiction can provide emotional catharsis and writers often draw on […]
Last weekend, I attended Fantasycon in Scarborough. It was my second convention without G, as we didn’t think the lengthy drive would be good for Button, and it felt as strange as it did at Eastercon earlier in the year. It’s something I think we’ll need to consider going forward. […]
I will be attending FantasyCon By The Sea, in Scarborough, from Friday, 23rd September until Sunday, 25th September. I’ll be reading on Sunday 25th, at 10am (along with Bill Webb) in the cocktail bar of the Grand Hotel – I haven’t decided what to read yet but it’s likely to […]
Never-day Echo By Neil Beynon Words hide in the witching hour. Rainbows sleep, Stars gone far away. Footsteps echo on empty streets To locked gates of a never-day. Trains roar against the dawn As the jukebox plays 3AM. The glass is full of yellow-brick road. The bone moon hides its […]
Spiders: A Tale of Draco the Dragon By Neil Beynon For Ziggy on his third birthday. There are more worlds out there than there are grains of sand in this one. From dead rocks spinning in the dark with the fumbling fingers of flame from their distant stars trying to […]
Mawgan Porth, Cornwall 23rd April 2016 Dear Ziggy, Happy birthday cariad. You should have been three today. I would give almost anything to have you here. You know where that line is drawn but still – there is a most peculiar kind of sensation whenever I think about the decisions […]
It’s that time of year again. There’s the possibility of new dragon content.
Putting this here so I can find it again easily.
I saw them once – the dragon and the witch. They were out on the moors when the star fell from the sky. I was smaller then. Or perhaps the world was larger? While the others were asleep, I wandered through the ashes and the dust. I saw the flash […]