Sound of Silence

I could do the normal British thing which is to apologise profusely but at the same time give off a passive aggressive undertone that makes you want to say, ‘sorry’ every time I punctuate the apology with a puncture. As in, ‘I am so sorry that I have not been blogging. I have been busy…

Being Ruthless

You can follow me here each Wednesday through the #clifimadness project which chronicles my research into climate change and how addressing it in fiction, the novel form, may be the answer to reaching a wider audience. I will chronicle my everyday ramblings on twitter and Facebook, please sign up for info there. There are moments…

Finding The Missing Link

You can follow me here each Wednesday through the #clifimadness project which chronicles my research into climate change and how addressing it in fiction, the novel form, may be the answer to reaching a wider audience. I will chronicle my everyday ramblings on twitter and Facebook, please sign up for info there. Part of knowing…

Appreciating Scribbling

The problem with writing a novel or even short fiction is the ego we carry with us. Some of us just like to watch the world rather than imprison it on the page. The art of scribbling is often forgot in the craft of writing. Awhile back during house renovations I placed several of my…

A Writer’s Dilemma

There is the quintessential image of the writer at his desk, they brood, they beat their fevered brow waiting for the muse. For a start, when you have spinal problems you tend to jump for a bed, here I am in mine, writing away. Doesn’t it just scream tortured writing soul? It mainly cries bushy…