
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…
I’ve taken a short hiatus from writing proper for the last ten days or so, but I’m pleased to report that the wheels are turning again, and I knocked out a treatment and plot outline for my new short story, Rare, last night. It’s about a chef at a vegetarian restaurant who gets bitten during…
Greetings from the edge. Been digging through some old short fiction that has been mouldering in my lowest, darkest desk drawer, and, as it turns out, there is a very good reason I never came back to them. I mean, I stand by the central ideas for some of them, but out of a dozen,…
Greetings from the edge, I got some last-minute feedback on The Bone Garden, so I’m thinking about reworking it in a few places. The main thing I keep hearing is that readers want more of it. That suggests there may be more story there than the format of a long short story can comfortably hold.…