The theme is set, and odd it is

Sorry, but this one is a little too odd for us Two days in a row? Are you guys talking to each other about me behind my back? 🙂 Life is short. I am never going to have a career or find celebrity as a writer. Don’t want to. In the little bits of time […]

Read “Mr Cranky”

Sci.Phi Journal were kind and published my story, Mr Cranky, in November 2016. It has now escaped from behind its paywall, and is available for your free reading pleasure, by clicking right here. A (the only) review of this story concluded with “there are some effective images and a quirky nuance or two and this […]

Accident

I am conscious of (one of) Adam Roberts‘* projects, seeking “to write a short story for every sub-genre and premise that SF has made famous; to assemble a collection in which I can try my hand at all the hackneyed old conventions …”. My reading habits of course change over time, but in my life […]

Fly like a Vogel …

Great news – At the Edge, a wonderful anthology of speculative fiction by New Zealand (New Zealandian?) and Australian writers, won the Sir Julius Vogel Award for Best Collected Work. And you will immediately see my self interest at work when I congratulate editors Lee Murray and Dan Rabarts for their win, and thank them […]

Stuff I am doing or more accurately, stuff I did

Watched: The Dressmaker – how had I not seen it before? It was compulsory viewing for all Australians, but I must have been on shrimp-tossing duties that day. It made me want Kate Winslet to love me, the way she automatically and effortlessly fell in love with Liam Hemsworth. A bonus was that I have […]

Well played, straight bat and a fine century

Aurealis, a much loved and very entertaining science fiction and fantasy magazine that also happens to be Australian*, has released its 100th edition. In the world of genre periodicals, this is an excellent achievement. Congratulations to all involved, well played!   *And just happened once upon a time, way back in edition #68, to include […]

Attack of the Spider Woman

I awoke the other morning from uneasy dreams to find that, lying in my bed, I had been transformed into a giant insect. In the unearthly morning light, the remnants of a purple mist could be seen, passing through walls and windows.  Not again. There was nothing for it.  Lying on my hard, as it […]