My wife has had many opportunities to notice my habit of ducking out of the room to avoid second hand embarrassment from TV. I can deal with tension, I have trouble with cringing. Lately I have noticed that I have had to pause reading when I am disturbed by weird things. Today I had to […]
I am very happy that I have a story appearing in CRUX 2026, created, published, edited, produced, etc, by Meridian Australis, “Melbourne’s premier speculative fiction organisation” – it must be true, they would not say it if it wasn’t. CRUX Volume 1 is being launched at Readings Carlton on 4 June. Unfortunately I live 878 […]
David Malouf has died. I stopped reading David Malouf simply because I had read everything he had written. I lie. Not his poetry. It is a great failure of mine, I can only read poetry that I read at high school. Some lack of trust in myself. Some lack in myself. Some lack. So, correction. […]
I am very sorry to hear of the death of SF writer Ian Watson. I recently re-read, with great pleasure, Whores of Babylon, a book I can recall purchasing new when it was first released many decades ago. I can also remember scouring one of the many second hand bookstores that used to be common […]
I am very grateful to Sam Moss for publishing my short piece, “Sisyphus, bound” in ergot magazine. The boulder is stuck fast. It ain’t going anywhere. Sisyphus is very UNhappy. Click on the title above to read it for free. See my other stories here. Now, that’s a rock
My story Blur falls into the category of “I really like this story that I wrote”*. Perhaps you might like it as well. It has moths, corporate nastiness, self-help, redemption, recovery, a lot of weirdness, bowel motions, and more moths. If you did not read it in the cooly-named anthology ProleSCARYet, perhaps you would like […]
My latest publication, My Wonder Book of Snails and Slugs, is available for your free reading pleasure (?) in the new edition of Penumbric. I think of it as a sometimes melancholy, sometimes sinister tale of love, loss and survival, and also of snails, a sea of slugs, a sea monster, bat faced cardigan monkeys […]
Second acceptance for the year, I think that I prefer 2021 to 2020 (wot? its not just me?). I now have an odd little something / something a little odd appearing in the January edition of Jersey Devil Press.
I have just signed and returned the contract for my horror story, The Bride of the Blob, to be published in Andromeda Spaceways Magazine, so yay me! and yay ASM! and yay story! I had a lot of fun writing this story, which scoots around in the world of the late 60s and the terrain […]
Summer time here in Orstraya. Floating in the ocean yesterday in between the waves, all the beach moments of all my life joined together, as though the rest of life is a mundane interruption to that Eternal Now that is me floating, I was reminded of how that is reflected by the end of my […]
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