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Wherein I talk about scaring academics

Following my lunch today I finished off the illustration left from last night whilst seated at the table in the little office kitchen. Whilst I was there one of the anthropologist lecturers came in for his lunch, heated up his…

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The illustrated eBook

I’ve been wanting to put illustrations to The End Of All Worlds for a long time. Actually I’ve always wanted illustrations in my books – the early ‘novel’, Ruins of the Old which I wrote aged 17/18 and submitted to…

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Coming soon to an eBook near you…

Ódinn, who has committed crimes in his own world and has been cast out to walk the world of men for all eternity, desires to return home. He enlists the help of Charles Ancell, a young, ambitious, aluminum developer to…

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The Book Cover

It’s not quite the woodcut-inspired creation that I had in mind but I’m actually happier than I thought I was going to be about this. For a eBook the cover has to standout as black and white – subtle shades…

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Editing notes

The Kindle has proved a pretty useful tool for final editing of my novel, The End of All Worlds. I have been able to use it to read the story, afresh, comfortably, whilst marking up changes and corrections using the…

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From the present, the past…

Further to reading this interesting article about self-publishing eBooks I have been giving serious thought to publishing my last novel, The End Of All Worlds, as an eBook, or more precisely a serialisation of eBooks. The book is neatly divided…

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Writing Week: Day Nine

To be fair I never actually got round to sitting down to write today. Starting off the day, I headed out on a nice drive through the Oxfordshire countryside, going through Ayhno and Adderbury in search of hard wax oil,…

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Writing Week: Days 6-8

I’ve had a nice, relaxing weekend with Emma down with my mum and dad in the New Forest, involving activities as relaxed as walking round Exbury Gardens, and as energetic as chasing nine New Forest ponies around and out of…

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He wants more

Hannah watches Ben, eyeing him carefully – taking in his every look and trying to remember every beautiful feature about him – as she loosens the straps of her rucksack and unpacks her sleeping bag. He turns to face her…

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Midnight research


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Hanna kneels, feet tucked behind her, at the front of the stage, microphone drawn to her face, her voice commanding the sea of people out in the auditorium beyond. Her words are softly sung and alluring with Halldór’s gentle guitar…

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Dem trolls, dem trolls, dem little fat trolls…


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Tonight, the trolls showed themselves. Uncoiling themselves from the steam from the kettle, they showed me a little of who they are, and they gave me another level to Helen and Alice’s story. I feel productive… Current Mood: creativeCurrent Music:…

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Encouraging


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I printed out The Work, as it is, to date yesterday, and it’s now sitting on my desk looking impressively like a novel. Already it is the half a reem of paper that my previous novels have been – and…

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First taste of the elixia…

An empty coffee mug. A can of beer. A notepad of squared paper ciphered over with mathematical formulae. Hannah lies reclined on the sofa, snuggled in Ben’s arms, head on his lap. Ben sits, awake, stroking his fingers through Hannah’s…

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When the dark comes rising…

Standing and watching the TV pictures they see the shaky, hand-held footage of the storm battering Reykjavik. Heather gasps, and raises her hand to her mouth. “My poor children.” She turns to face the window as a fork of lighting…

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Standing on the edge of tomorrow


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“We didn’t come on this exact path, but,” answers Helen, “An hour? An hour and a half, tops.” She looks along the line at her brother, and adds, simply, “Why?” Ben points, over at the mountains beyond, “That.” The rest…

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Playful in the night


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I have anothe brother and sister in my novel: Finnbjörn and Johanna – of the elvish people, finely dressed, cunning and mischievous. They play in the night, and will be sometimes trustworthy, sometimes not to my protagonists. Johanna will user…

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I foresee a death…

Reading back on my last post, I feel the plot-strings tugging at my mind… elves are mischievous they are very naugthy humans have to take care when they meet elves because they are very clever and as the stories go…

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Trumpets sound! Northern lights in the sky…


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…a night of stumbling but successful creativity. Like Ben and his fumbling relationship with Hannah, I find myself passing 148 pages and the 40,000 word mark. And thanks to Karin, Signý, Tom, Kathy, and a wee glass of 12 year…

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