… in which the ruin of the Bingleys continues is now up. Things are not going well at Northern Rock, but help is at hand. Or is it?
Just in case you thought I’d given up on short stories to concentrate on Regency alien spoofs, I’d like to reassure you that I haven’t. And just to prove it, here’s the Fish shortlist, announced today. I seem to be on it. No idea how that happened.
… in which we meet a surprising new character, is now up. I think we’re going to have some fun with him. Meanwhile, in the early hours of Monday morning, Mrs Darcy’s YouTuberance smashed the 1000 view barrier. In my most recent post about Mrs D, I forgot to mention the last-minute problem I had […]
Well, that was a hell of a day. Saturday was the day of the VWC’s “Get Writing” conference, now in its fourth year of existence. This time it was held at the University of Hertfordshire, just up the road from me and a place that will always have a special affection in the writing side […]
I think last time I saw this scene, there were werewolves involved. Anyway, Wickham has now arrived at Rosings, to be followed very soon (in the very next episode, in fact) by Mrs Darcy herself. The tension is mounting! Well, I can hardly contain myself – can you? Mrs Darcy’s YouTuberance continues to have a […]
Here’s a classic example of the importance of listening to what people say to you when they reject your work. As you may remember, back in January I was in the finals of the NYC Midnight “Tweet Me a Story” contest, where the key word to be used in our entries was “below”. As it […]
My copy of this anthology of stories from EDF’s second year of operation dropped through my letter box the other day, and what a fine, professionally-produced piece of work it is. I’ve got two stories in there: my modern-day fable “Mirror, Mirror” and my Schroedinger’s cat story “Opening the Box”. I could list some of […]
Well, no prizes for guessing the main reference in this one, although there’s another slightly less obvious one in there too. Now that the first phase of unpleasantness has been concluded in Whitechapel, the action moves inexorably towards Rosings … I’m really quite chuffed that people seem to be enjoying that daft YouTube video. Last […]
After the gruesomeness (a word which curiously doesn’t seem to be troubling the spellchecker) of the last two episodes, we are now heading back towards the light, as we hear the tale of the Good Ghost. I’d become quite attached to Mary Ann Nicholls, and it seemed a shame to leave her butchered corpse lying […]
I’m beginning to realise that in order to succeed as a writer these days it is necessary (but sadly not sufficient) to lose one’s sense of shame. I’m not sure at which point I lost mine, but looking at what I’ve just done, I can be pretty sure that it’s gone. Let me explain. I […]