A land where the pub tribute beats the original and the original is a bit too much Where the Other is fine when far away and terrifying in close proximity Where the drink is necessary but never natural and taken in to erode unself away from true self At once […]
She became my boiler, me her leaky tap. We passed daily, reminding each other that we each existed with small moments of mutual irritation. Attention beyond that was limited to the bare necessities that we imagined were maintenance enough. In the end she had me replaced. I just stopped trying […]
I confess. I admit to it all. No excuses, no explanations, no defence. I killed them. I walked down the line, I put my gun to their heads, I pulled the trigger, they died. No one else was involved, no one needed to be, I took it on myself to […]
While the writing piles up in a dark corner (one novel, one novella – both good to go sooner or later) I’ve been getting distracted by other, shiny objects. T-shirts especially as I’ve started releasing some of my own, original, hand drawn work on them. You can grab yourself one […]
Been a while since I posted anything up here. Been a while since I wrote anything in fact, anything worth sharing at any rate. Just over a year ago now I was in Nepal finishing up a novel. A novel which is currently squatting malignantly in the basement levels of […]
Few more pictures from my latest, er, style? Obsession? Repetitive hand movements? I dunno… More over on Instagram.
Journalism at the moment seems to be, in some quarters, at the height of its nihilistic pessimism. Social Media, routinely derided as a den of fake news, propaganda and echo chamber self-confirmation, is still undermining the traditional institutions of the news media. Local news, in print and other forms, continues […]
Just a quick heads up to say that recently I’ve been working on a new side project – a kind of poetry and prose journal site called Culture Cargo Cult. Only just started posting work there having drummed up some submissions and if you’re a writer yourself and looking for […]
Another book going out for free today – Crashed America, my first novel. Available in a variety of formats or you can grab the physical copy here. As always if you enjoy it, share it and review it – you can also donate direct to me here if you’re feeling […]
Call this the atomic age because we’ve split separated right down the mind’s eye and even my own selves are strangers neurotic and afraid it’s all just a wait now, for the wind to blow, expansive clouds to form and the disjointed to become the destructive