So last month was very hectic for me and I am going to be taking it nice and slow on the run up to Christmas 🙂 However I am going to be attempting to finish the Promethias novels – I am considering steadily putting all the Punk stuff up on here. I have done this […]
Darren Darren sat and watched the sky, he often did. It helped him dream and think of the past times when he was happy, when the world had seemed to be on his side. But that had been a long time ago now and he hadn’t been left with much, just the clothes on his […]
It is October and that means two things for me this year 🙂 One is that I will be launching The Little Book of Spoogy Poetry later this month (you will hear much more on this 🙂 ) and the other is that it is writing time! GothNoWriMo is a writing challenge I have been […]
She dances to twist the clouds of aether, to tie the ribbons of creation, looping and swerling. She paints the moon with silver thread, flaring from her head, her skirt a crimson undulation will birth planets and stars in it’s unraveling. She is the dancer dashing this way and that, kinking the ribbons in mid […]
The Aztec Raspberries gathered around the pyramid alter of frozen victims minced and mixed with fermented cow lactate. They sung songs to invoke the death goddess and awaited the juice that would ensure the sun would rise on the morrow. The sacrificial raspberry sat at the very apex of the pyramid and awaited with fruity […]
Written from Neil Gaiman’s story starter for the Guardian. Of Landladies and Cats It wasn’t just the murder, he decided. Everything else seemed to have conspired to ruin his day as well. Even the cat. Of course it wasn’t really his fault you could say he was just in the wrong place at the wrong […]
After a conversation with my friend about how he’d had to cycle into work in a smog, I thought I would go and research London smogs and found out about the Great Smog in London during the 1950’s – also known as The Pea Souper. The Guardian has a an article on it with some […]
The dark sleet froze to the surface of the purple specked obsidian, it had a lustre like the abyss and fractured in jagged concentric twists, Annealia knelt before this alter to sing. Her hair seemed to rise and stand out from her fine classic face, regal nose and high check bones, too pale for even […]
I dreamt a long rambling dream about machines that put spikes into belly buttons on the back of your neck and jacked into your nervous system but that was the least of what they were doing. The jack was a path way in and up would go a… creature of little substance, all electric impulses […]
The man stood and watch the night bleak branches cradle the moon and thought on his predicament, he was here in a street of harsh tarmac and the fields there lay beyound reach. Behind a barbed wire fence. The haze of mist could not cut the remembering from his mind’s eye though it softened the […]