I do tend to rattle on…

Neverness by David Zindell – A book review

19 December 2013


A short, spoiler-free review of the science fiction adventure novel Neverness by David Zindell.

Every once in a while you come across a book that surprises you, it takes you by the scruff of your neck and thrusts you into a world so well imagined, deep and complex…


The Grudge

16 November 2013


He’d walked this path in his dreams, narrow and never ending, storm clouds shadowing its twisted form. He pictured the end, filled with light, as he walked through some sort of gate or Gothic arch, healing him.

This is an old story I wrote back in late 2001. Over a decade ago! Reading it now there are things I’d change. It’s certainly flawed but I still like it. It’s completely and…



16 November 2013


I still hear them now
Like swelling vibrato in my head.
And I may just cut them out.

This is an old poem I wrote in 2002. It was posted on DeviantArt, my old haunt back in the day, and won an award called a “Daily Deviation”. This is what was said…


Another Star

15 November 2013


It had to be today.

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My history with dogs

11 November 2013


A poem written about my relationship with dogs, from child to adult.
Conceived as a spoken word piece.


I’m going to tell a little tale
About my history with dogs.
I’ll start way back when,
I can’t remember my age,
Older than seven, less than 10.

Frost crunch footsteps on grass,
Hitting golf balls in my local…



29 October 2013


It was going to be a long flight.

Charles took his seat in the cylindrical cabin of the low cost airline’s flight back to blighty. Knees thrust into the seat in front accompanied muttered prayers, that the seats on either side of…


The 7pm Crowd

2 August 2013


You’ve just got to want it more than the rest

The 7pm crowd are haggard and tired,
Caffeine stained lips of the twitchy and wired.
Dragging their withered shells home to stare
Into another crowded bundle of coloured light.

You did a good job today,
You did yourself proud,


The City

2 August 2013

The City

Beckoned by the bright lights,
powered by those who came before,
Who’s eyes arched skywards just like yours.

A swarm centres in on the city,
Its beady eyes as one approaching.
Vast, misguided and ripe for plucking, sifting and crushing
With the most delicate and rewarding touch.

Set upon this chosen course
By those giddy with your…