The last few years have been terrific ones for the T Party, the London writing group I’ve belonged to since I can’t remember when (about 15 years – I think). Web sites always need more work, so I decided a … Continue reading →
This week the Friday Flash is a ‘guest post’ from my alter-ego, Lord Plott. ~ Ulysses Plot was thinking about his book. This meant walking around in the garden and staring at plants. The sunflowers were doing well, a few … Continue reading →
‘I love all my characters equally. Let’s face it, they wouldn’t be there if I didn’t want them to be. Every single one has a part to play, big and small. I feel their pain, their triumphs, their loves and … Continue reading →
The fight was over. Grishnak checked the old man’s kit: a pointed hat, an empty pouch, a big stick. Further back in the cave Krange crouched over the smaller body. ‘Anything?’ Grishnak called. Krange help up an over-large dagger. Too … Continue reading →
They called in her dreams: Beyond the compost heap, among the foxgloves. She found them in the morning sun, gossamer humanoid things, large-eyed and curious. They fluttered all around her and trilled with laughter: You came. One by one she … Continue reading →
‘What’s that got to do with anything? Look at her.’ Angry, Hulce banged the cage with his mace. Angry, and frightened too. They had captured grey children before. It wasn’t easy. Scissor men and ghouls always followed close behind, the … Continue reading →
Alone in the midnight alley Rositer gave the thing in the shadows a sickly grin. ‘You’re a real vampire.’ The creature loomed darkly. ‘Indeed.’ ‘You want to bite me?’ ‘We do not want. We yearn, we crave-’ The vampire swept … Continue reading →
Bardolf had gone and Amroye was confused. This was her life, her future. Her father, kind in his own way, had duties and obligations. As did she. If not Bardolf, then – another. Lost in thought she wandered the crumbling … Continue reading →
If you like Cthulhu stories… If you like Cowboys… If you like erotica… Then maybe you’ll enjoy The Deep One, a tale of cowboys, Cthulhu, and erotica. If you do, you can find more of my stories in Open Waters, … Continue reading →
He’d survived it all, and more. He’d taken every hellish thing life had thrown at him and here he was, under blue skies with sand between his toes. Alf limped back from the café, two ice-cream cones in his good … Continue reading →
