Rust Boy

Back when I still did these things (*coughs* which is now, given it was in university, an increasingly and distressingly long time ago), this was cutting edge and done on a shoe string by just one guy. Something that I aspired to – though never hit – and I...

Atheist Solstice

If all goes to plan I am on my way back to the hills of home with G and some good friends. I’ll get to see virtually my entire family in one place (I’m part of a sizable brood, there’s a reason Celts use the term clan), most of my oldest friends and...

Out Now

Dark Fiction Magazine’s Twelve Days audio anthology is out now, you can listen to it here. Constant readers will recall that my story “It’s Just a Game” is part of the line up (read by Mark Deniz) but there are other reasons to listen including...

Ghost town

The snow has ripped a hole through the last full working week of the year in London. Trains, planes and roads are all messed up with the end result that the great Christmas exodus from the capital seems to have started early. Every year, the last two or three days...