The Test

This year is important for me, not just for getting work out into the world. It is high time an attempt was made to expand the remit beyond words, beginning to explain more about myself. I'm not just a writer, after all, but an advocate for better mental health awareness. I enjoy playing computer games, … Continue reading The Test

December Short Story: Solstice

This story was first serialised in 31 daily parts during December via the @AlternativeChat and @InternetofWords Twitter feeds [9am and 4pm GMT respectively.] It is now reproduced in a complete form, a number of small edits and corrections made to improve narrative flow and maintain correct continuity. Enjoy. Solstice In indistinct, freezing first light, Eric … Continue reading December Short Story: Solstice

The Lark, Ascending.

It is only now becoming apparent how much has changed around these parts in the last year. Some of it has been dictated by circumstance, other bits are a consequence of hard work and application. 2018 is the year I learnt to love poetry, a format that was previously pretty much ignored. It begs the … Continue reading The Lark, Ascending.

September Short Story: Sacrifice

WARNING: This story deals with adult themes and should, as a result, be approached responsibly. This story was first published in 30 parts via Twitter during September. It is now reproduced in a complete form, a number of small edits and corrections made to improve narrative flow and maintain correct continuity. Enjoy. Sacrifice   Knowing … Continue reading September Short Story: Sacrifice

August Short Story :: Lydia

This story was first published in 31 parts via Twitter during August. It is now reproduced in a complete form, a number of small edits and corrections made to improve narrative flow and maintain correct continuity. Enjoy. Lydia The Circus has never visited Anchorbridge before, of that Connie is certain. It’s not even on the … Continue reading August Short Story :: Lydia

EX/WHI :: Part Ten

Previous Part :: Next Part Arrival This place looks, fees and smells like London, but is anything but. Looking down from Tower Hill, to the Bridge on their right, not a car is in sight. Buildings are reproduced in a detail that beggars belief, and whilst they feel very solid none can be entered. Chris … Continue reading EX/WHI :: Part Ten

EX/WHI :: Part Nine

Previous Part :: Next Part It’s a second before Chris grasps who Ami is talking to, that her honesty and intelligence might count for something if they’re no longer trapped in such an enclosed space. Looking outside, there’s no doubt this won’t be London they’re walking into, but what happens after that would be far … Continue reading EX/WHI :: Part Nine