I can’t seem to concentrate on my notebook unless I’m out and about, so I went for a wander around Bridgnorth again the other day. It was bloody freezing, but productive; five pages of shaky prose is better than nothing at all. I went past the ruins, took in the view, warmed myself with milky coffee [...]
Charleyboy’s Following
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Narrowly trespassing
Je vais te suivre sur les routes, à travers les rêves, à travers c hamps, nous avons l abouré, pavée avec d es intentions réalisé trop tard. Je te suivra i sans cesse, sans pitié , avec fureur, et ne se reposera pas jusqu’à ce que tu es à moi. Tra vers la France, à [...]
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Charleyboy’s Burning
Thank you Laba for the very kind review of Fight the Sky, which can be read here and here, among other places! And now, why don’t we see the weekend out with something mean-spirited and gratuitously violent? Charleyboy’s Burning When he wakes the man sees he is done; tied to a chair, mouth stuffed with rags, [...]
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The testimony of small change
My short story The Testimony of Small Change has been turned into a mini-film by the marvellous Naplew Productions: Yes, that’s my voice tickling your ears. Gotta love a bit of yam-yam, right? You can find the story, as well as a few other brief testimonials, in Fight the Sky. If you liked the audio, you [...]
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Tristesse
Tristesse, she’s dressed in cashmere and cream, curled in the corner, feet tucked under her knees, drinking milk through a straw with a handful of raisins she scraped off the floor. She followed me home after watching me work; let herself in and locked up, left her keys in the door. We talk politics, sometimes, [...]
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