• I would like to say that I have been ever-so-busy writing; that I have a good 2,000 words of The Echo Man under my belt and a few articles ready to post. I could say that, but it would make me a big, fat, lying liar. Instead, I have spent a good chunk of the…

  • Greetings from the edge, A day late..? Yes, a dollar short..? Also yes. However; The weather persists, very hot. You know it’s hot when you go to pee and pass steam. I have been plugging away at my first novella, The Echo Man, chiselling away a word at a time. I remember reading that Michelangelo…

  • Greetings from the edge, One of the peculiar side effects of working from the broom cupboard is that during winter, between my body heat and the NASA-like array of monitors and assorted electronic nonsense around me, it becomes wonderfully warm and cosy. In a heat wave, however, those exact same factors transform it into something…

  • Greetings from the edge, Quick update from here in the broom cupboard. I got an email the other day asking me to apply for a job opening at a local-ish library. It’s only part-time, so I’ll still have time to write, and with the commute I’ll probably even get more audiobook time out of it.…

  • Greetings from the edge, I’m a bibliophile. A die-hard, hardback, leatherbound devotee of the written word. I like books of all shapes and sizes and read across a wide range of genres, although I am yet to venture into family sagas. One day perhaps. When the Kindle first appeared, I carried that sleek little slab…

  • Greetings from the edge, Things have been busy here in the broom cupboard. Between the blog, the short fiction, the articles, my computer repair work, the library, and trying to hammer my D&D setting into a professional-looking PDF, I have had very little time for anything else. So I have decided to, rather than just…

  • Greetings from the edge, I love dungeons. They are, after all, at least 50% of the game. They are neat, self-contained little slices of your world that can be as flavourful, strange, or dripping with lore as the grandest city or most lavish court. At their very best, they become complex ecosystems, complete with hierarchies,…

  • Greetings from the edge, Every writer eventually gets asked the same question. Not the one about when you’re going to pay the bill, sir, but the other one: where do your ideas come from? There’s a well-worn trope about “the muse.” Stephen King famously describes his as a gruff, middle-aged man who smokes, drinks bourbon,…