
Greetings from the edge, I appear to have made a terrible mistake. Now I’m writing about it; it’s not one specific mistake, you understand. More a series of small, perfectly reasonable decisions that have somehow combined into an enormous hydra made entirely out of unfinished projects, missed deadlines, and caffeine-powered late nights. Cut one head…
Greetings from the edge, Holy shit, you guys, I have been really busy. I’m working on a side project that has got somewhat out of hand, and it’s all got a bit… metaphysical. It started with an idea: just write a Call of Cthulhu investigation and publish it online. But the project soon ballooned and…
Greetings from the edge, So, after having my noggin prodded, poked, scanned, and analysed by the very best in the business, the good news is that there isn’t a huge amount to worry about. I have a new mass growing in the orbit of where my right eye would be, if I still had it,…
Greetings from the edge Had an interesting few days. I’m posting early this week because things have been pretty eventful, and my posting schedule might get erratic for a little while because of a few things happening in flesh space. The day after I got back from my cruise, while I was still finding homes…
Greetings from the edge I have returned to Blighty with a hold full of exotic liquor and chattels from far-off lands. My journeys to foreign parts were brief but deeply fulfilling. I can safely say that, if you are considering seeing other parts of the world, a cruise is a bloody good deal. As someone…
My head has started to go down, so now that I look a lot less like a Conehead and my skull is no longer in danger of literally popping, I have been able to rejoin polite society. I ventured forth to the library today. It was a pretty quiet day, but I helped a few…
Greetings from the edge, The second head that started to sprout about a week ago persists; I’m booked in for an MIR on Friday the 24th. No signs yet of any psychic abilities or superpowers, unless you count a persistent mild headache and slight nausea as superpowers. I get the feeling that if it gets…
Greetings from the edge, It would seem that I have a second head growing. I spent most of Friday baffling the very best medical minds that Basildon has to offer, although on the upside, during my 14-hour stay in Basildon Hospital’s Casualty/A&E- that’s ER to all my American readers- I read a shitload of The…
Greetings from the edge, I have really been getting into punishing plastic people of late. I’m slowly making inroads into my pile of shame, and with a little Energon, and a lot of luck, I should have some images of my handiwork pretty soon. I have even got a couple of books on photography from…
Greetings from the edge, I have been the very busiest of busy bees this week. I posted the first of my “Tropes Under the Knife” pieces, where I turn my perceptive and only slightly sardonic gaze on one of horror cinema’s most blood-soaked sacred cows: the Final Girl. It’s already had a fair few eyeballs…