Author of the Fantastical and Macabre
Here’s the Pinterest board for EXIT… As always, whenever I stumble across an image that appeals to the story that I’m currently writing, I pin it to an artboard. I don’t always bother editing the tags… that’s too much bother. I really only care about …
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Ah… the humble mixtape! Those older readers will no doubt fondly recall sitting with a handful of cassettes and their cassette recorders whilst connected up to another player or the radio. Even better if you had a twin deck! In the age of drag-and-drop playlists …
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I have a new book. It’s called EXIT. It’s out now. Please buy it. That’s what I want to say. The story disapproves of my directness. It wants me to delete the above sentence. I don’t. I won’t. Many authors will tell you that writing …
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CINDER is a short story of around 8,000 words that I wrote over the past few months. Yes, I wrote that slowly. The tale itself is one of ghostly horror, although I don’t consider it to be horrific. I often find that our senses have …
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Those of you that know me or have stumbled across this blog (or some other social media outlet) will know that I like music. A lot. As with quite a few things, I have varied tastes when it comes to music. It’s not always the …
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Short and sweet. I like Pinterest. Having somewhere I can keep track of all the images I stumble across that serve as inspiration is great. In some cases, it’s not so much that a particular image inspires, but rather it realises the thoughts I already had in …
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Good things come to those that wait… or so I’m told. If so, there is a rather large van speeding its way towards me as I write with a logo plastered on the side displaying the words ‘Good Things’. Of course, the driver has never heard of …
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Some useful advice that I always follow when writing anything.
“Sleep on your writing; take a walk over it;
scrutinize it of a morning; review it of an afternoon;
digest it after a meal; let it sleep in your drawer a twelvemonth;
never venture a whisper about it to your friend,
if he be an author especially.”– A. Bronson Alcott
Taken from my rocky perch beneath an old pine tree.
There I sat scribbling notes for additional scenes within “Glade”. The wind was quite fierce and the threat of rain ever present, but it only added to the tapestry unfolding within my mind.
Although the old tree is not in these photos, it is quite interesting. You see, it was struck by lightning during a thunderous storm several months past. The tree caught fire and blazed ferociously yet was not entirely consumed. Half the tree continues to grow and yet the other half remains scarred and barren.
