Personal posts are few and far between here, but I couldn't let the events of last week pass without a mention.
THE LAST BIG THING - a collection of my favourite short stories with a gloriously scummy cover - was published 5 years ago today.
I've seen plenty of GODZILLA movies that I've enjoyed, but I've never been completely blown away by any of them. Until now.
I don't tend to make resolutions. It's always felt a bit weird that we should change our behaviours because of the position of the planet.
I wanted to wrap up the year with a Christmas story, but wasn't sure. Richard Curtis romcom or folk horror? I think you can guess which.
It always feels weird when people give my books as Christmas presents. Apart from LAST CHRISTMAS, they're light on joy and festive fun.
I had a one-way encounter just now that perfectly encapsulated my frustrations with much of the human race.
No, that's not a typo, and no, this site hasn't been hijacked. T LX DZCCJ is the title of November's 12STORIES entry.
As promised, the final AUTUMN short story is here. We humans are good at overestimating our importance. BARELY A SOUND is a response to that.