Someone, I think it was Stephen King, once said their muse was a basement guy. Mine’s different, as it should be, preferring the high, quiet, places. The idea lodged in my head years ago, proving a handy analogue for when, for whatever reason, I have *had* to close or *had* […]
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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 […]
Putting this here so I can find it again easily.
Today I submitted a short story. It probably won’t get accepted, these things generally don’t first time, but that wasn’t really the point. As 2013 draws to a close, it was one of the ways I have of flipping this awful, dreadful, f***ing furnace of a year the bird. Unable […]
Gareth L Powell tagged me in The Next Big Thing meme that has been going round the internet for a while now. The idea is that you answer some questions about your next book and then tag some other writers to do the same thing. Incidentally, Gareth’s post focuses on […]
I’m back. There are blog posts that are easy to write and those that feel like you are picking your way slowly, carefully, through a swamp that may or may not contain something you don’t want to meet. This is one of the latter. So: Open Door… I didn’t make […]
I’m putting this here so I can find it again and as a reminder. I have always been a Burton fan from the moment I understood that the voice of the narrator on Jeff Wayne’s brilliant musical version of War of the Worlds was his. Listening to Bragg’s revealing Radio […]
Let’s see… When last seen, I was head down for a Certain Deadline and this led to the inevitable radio silence that was May. I sneezed and June had zipped on by. While I was wiping my nose, half of July wandered out the door. So it goes… For the […]
I think the middle ground is dangerous for a writer. The middle ground of any project is always, to me, when the doubts start to creep in and you start to second guess yourself. I think I’m realising that this is true in a more general way for a writer […]