Thursday, 28 December 2017

Looking to 2018

Well, I've already written Hush, Ghost Voices and Beneath Rythe, to that's three to sort. I've decided against sending Hush to Angry Robot, because I don't want to send what equates to a rushed novel out. I'll sit on it for a while and come back to it when I'm fresh.

Red Ice Run, with Ryan C. Thomas, is done. That's the next job.

After that, I'm going to write the first of three for Severed Press, and I imagine (without intervention from life) I'll fulfil the contract and get all three done in 2018.

Hush will go to agents, and I'll submit 'Ghost Voices' first thing in January to JournalStone, I think.

I intend to write through to the conclusion of the Oblivion series, but that's two books so I ain't promising. Coachman (concluding 'Hangman' and 'Highwayman'), too, but again, can't promise much on that front.

Reissues - I still have four DF reissues to finish up, which is formatting and covers, really, so I'll do one or two of those in between writing.

Otherwise, I've a ton of books to write, so hoping (unrealistically) to get a few of the longer projects (trilogies) finished and move on.

I'd love to go to a convention or two, but unless I get some kind of deal where I've got actual spare earnings not earmarked for living, I probably will just stay in the shed.

The blog'll keep going - I like the blog. The YouTube channel I really don't like, but maybe I'll grow to like it. Never used to like Twitter but now I love it, so...

Anyway, that's it for now.

P.S. New Year's Resolution? To try to be better than I was the day before.

Love you. x

Wednesday, 27 December 2017

R.I.P. Hush

I wrote this with Angry Robot's submission window in mind, from the beginning of November until today. It's 73K.

I'm sending it out to agents, too, so whether AG want it or not it'll go somewhere. I'm under no illusions - 'not' is by far the odds-on favourite - but I like it, so it's not going in the bin. Also, I worked really hard on it.

Either way, new novel done, so I'll take that.

1st November - 27th December.

It's about a big spaceship.*

*Not actual pitch.

Thursday, 21 December 2017

What does it mean to be a man?

Odd question, isn't it? Is it strength?

I dunno. That's the answer. That's the answer I came up with. Thinking about it, just now.

No. I don't think it is. I think the question, the important thing is, what is it to be a human?

I've always had this thing. My dad was a man's man. That's a thing, right? He was strong, right 'til the end.

Recently I found out I have arthritis. I'm fucked. I can't lift weights anymore. My wrists hurt, dudes. I can barely open a fucking jar of pickles. I'm aching or in pain every day now. Is that what it means to be a man?

My nan, she was like 80 or something when she died. She died in hospital. I was there. I'm going somewhere with this. Bear with me.

She was fucked with arthritis. She had no finger joints. They were all plastic. And she never, ever, not once complained about the pain.

I'm in pain all the time. Chronic pain's weird. You kind of just sink into it. If people were suddenly hit by that pain? After not knowing it? They'd be fucked.

She never complained.

She wasn't a man. It hurts me, more than the joint pain, to realise I'm never going to lift weights. I'm never going to grow old able to lift washing machines and sheds and shit. I used to be able to do that. Now I hurt all the time. I'm bitching about it, believe me. I'm a fucking wuss. It hurts, man.

But my nan? She must have hurt like you wouldn't believe. She wasn't six feet two inches like me. I'm used to being able to lift up whatever I fucking want. Now? It's like my balls are cut off.

What is it to be a man?

Not being able to shift stuff, that's for sure.

My nan. That's what it is.

It's not a weird word, like 'man'. It's heart. It's soul. Doesn't matter what gender you are, or aren't. Doesn't matter what you consider yourself to be. Hard for me, old school fella that I am, to admit that, to come to terms with that. 'Be a man'. 'Man up'. Honestly, doesn't mean shit. What really means something? Trying. Living. Having a fucking soul. Taking the pain in a hard world that doesn't give a fuck about you. Getting knocked down and saying fuck you, I'm gonna make some soup and shit.

It's not about being tough. It's about being human.

Anyway, thought for the day.

Love you. xxx

Wednesday, 20 December 2017

ALT Reich Character Interview and Interview with ME!

The very nice Meghan Shena Hyden asked me over to her blog TWICE! Links below are for an interview with the main characters from 'ALT-Reich', below that it's just an interview with me, Craig. We've met before.

Okay, not that exciting for you, but I love being interviewed. It's like being Tom Cruise. But sane.

Interview with Henry Brandon and Franziska Grim from ALT-Reich:

Interview with me, the author. ME! Craig. That's me:

Well famous.

The characters are talking about this, my latest release, from Severed Press.

Available eBook and paperback:

Amazon US:

Amazon UK:

Love you. 

Friday, 8 December 2017

Nice Things - Authors/Books I Like

Trying to do some nice things this month as it's Christmas - more than the usual 'Buy This' or 'Evil Nazi' blogs...(Insert Cheeky Emoji Face)

Writers and Books I Like

Terry Pratchett - made a whole generation of humans think about what it means to be human while talking about trolls and dwarves...pretty cool.

Iain M. Banks (I prefer his Culture novels, but writing as 'Iain Banks' wonderful, too - Crow Road, or Feersum Endjinn)

Robert McCammon - Swan Song for sure, but I adore 'Boy's Life'.

Anything by Pat Cadigan.

Ursula Le Guin - Cool.

Alan Dean Foster - mostly read his movie adaptations, not because I don't know what happens - he's just really talented.

Robert Silverberg

Poul Anderson - Enjoyed everything I've read.

David Gemmell - 'Boy's own' novels.

Alice Hoffman - Magical, beautiful.

Shirley Jackson (We Have Always Lived in the Castle)

Annie Proulx - brilliant, although I confess I can't pronounce her name. Sorry, Annie.

Peter Straub - (Shadowland, Ghost Story - read Ghost Story in Japanese, looking up about everything tenth kanji, and still worth it again years later in English, which was much more fun...and took around a week instead of three months...)

Neil Gaiman (My favourite is The Ocean at the End of the Lane)

Edward Lorn - I read him even though I know him, which is silly, isn't it? But I loves him.

Carl Sagan - Astoundingly human.

Haruki Murakami - Beautiful and haunting - shout out to Alfred Birnbaum who did such an amazing job in translating the novels of Murakami's I've read, too.

Andy Remic - Good bit of blood and thunder.

Isaac Asimov - What you gonna do? Genius.

Keith Deininger - Reminds me of China Meiville, but more fun, and because I never remember which way round their 'i' and 'e' go...

Charlie Huston - Short, snappy, enjoyable. I'd read him over Cormac McCarthy if I'm looking for top, spare prose.

Stephen A. North - Writes fast, enjoyable action sci-fi and zombies. Great fun, and a wonderful feel for pace.

Gregory Norris/Gregory L. Norris - I think 'straight' people don't read enough of Gregory's work, because men kiss and stuff, but they should - he's one of the best I've ever read and I've read a fair few of his, and he's a great, nay, fantastic man, too.

Kurt Vonnegut Jr. - I'll happily pick and read anything, anytime.

King (Older/Middle Era)

Joe Hill's 'The Fireman' and 'Heart-Shaped Box'.

Brian Hodge - Unsettling, and what seems an innate way with words, but story, and feel, and structure, too.

Joe Abercrombie - Fantasy books that zoom along and make you laugh just the right amount.

Lee Child - (Earlier Works) An amazing talent and I wonder if not slightly hampered by success. The earlier 'Reacher''s got mad skills.

Tim Lebbon (In the Valley where the Belladonna Grows is one of my favourites of his)

Anita Shreeve - Romance novels, really not my thing, but what a terrific writer.

Dan Abnett - he's a cracker, a great teller of tales.

Ian Woodhead - swift prose, very English horror stories, and always enjoyable.

There are hundreds more writers I enjoy, and thousands of books I've enjoyed, but that's enough for now, isn't it?

Love you. x

Thursday, 7 December 2017

ALT Reich Released Today

Think you’ve got what it takes to go toe-to-toe with the Nazi war machine? 

Then step up, because this time, it’s not just your country. 

Your world wants YOU.

Henry Brandon’s an old school gamer, real old school – nudging fifty, and living in heart attack county. A game falls into his ample lap, a game called ‘The New Reich’, in which he plays John Severance, badass last hope of mankind against the Nazi threat.

Henry races across the world, to Europe, Asia, fighting the menace which rules most of the world. But the true fight is at home. The U.S.A. is in the Nazis’ crosshairs, and only John Severance has the skills to save it. 

From VR to Reality, Henry has only one ally - Franziska Grim, a woman raised to fight the Nazi however she can. Together, they learn there are no reloads. When the Nazis march on the Capital, it falls to Franziska and him to fight the big boss, and save the free world from itself.

It’s only a game, though, right? One with an engine so good you can practically feel the warmth of all the blood on your hands...but sure, it’s just a game.


New from me. Published by Severed Press.

Tuesday, 5 December 2017

I'm Angry

I'm angry. I'm always angry, so I'm nice to people. I'm angry because people aren't nice to people, so being mean doesn't make sense. The angrier I get, the nicer I am. The sadder I become, the more stupid things I post on FB or Twitter.


Because anger, hate, vitriol, denigration...these things don't make anything better.

Hate begets hate. I feel this. I won't say I believe it, but I do feel it. Feels right to me. Feels just in a world without justice.

But in a world where paedophiles, racists, rapists, homophobes, bigots, zealots, xenophobes, misogynists rise?

Let's not beat about the bush. If you're a cunt, you're a cunt. There's no way around that. If you're fuelled by hatred, by the wish to elevate the self above the many, if you renounce kindness as the universal law, if you are an adherent of any church of hate, you're a despicable human, a lesion on humanity.

Money and fame does not change that. Money and fame are not a shield. They are not.

I hear you.

People are arseholes, you say. Sure, some are.

Most aren't. Most people are awesome. People have the potential to reach the stars, if they will it.

Those who don't, they hold us back. A weight on our shoulders, driving us into the dirt. They're the problem, not those who dream.

So dream. So be angry. So fight, speak, use your voice or whatever you're able to. I don't fight, but I do write, and I will continue to do so, in between stupid tweets and Facebook updates.

Freedom's a hard thing. Happiness, ignorance is a comforting blanket. But when one's freedom entails removing the freedom from another by force or hate...that's not freedom but oppression, and let's call that what it is and not dress it up in excuses.

Love you.

Monday, 4 December 2017

End of Year Round-Up #2

Short Stories

I wrote some. Can't remember what, but 'Raintown Sam' definitely came out, in Matt Shaw Presents 'Masters of Horror' anthology, which was a #1 Bestseller. That's nice, isn't it? One of mine 'The Mirror and the Chair' was released in an anthology compiled by Duncan Bradshaw.

'To Knit a World, to Darn a Life' is the last one this year, as far as I'm aware, and it's in 'C' is for Cabbage, a charity anthology.

I just wrote 'A Man Lives in the Space Between a Pack of Cards' and submitted it a couple of days ago. If it's rejected, I'll send it somewhere else.

If I remember.

New Ventures/Future Projects

Severed Press very kindly agreed to publish a novel if I wrote it. So I did - 'ALT-Reich'. This will be out soon.

Lastly, this year, Ryan C. Thomas finished a final go on 'Red Ice Run', so that will be out in 2018.

I just finished the first draft of a novel called 'Hush' to be submitted to Angry Robot (for their open submissions period) by Dec. 31st. If they turn it down, that'll go out to agents in the New Year.

Ghost Voices (a novel) is sitting on the PC, doing nothing, because I don't know what to do with it.

Beneath Rythe is finish in first draft, so I'll spend a few months, probably in the summer, issuing final paperbacks of all four 'Rythe' books, with this as the last release.

Other things I wanted to do this year I'm still planning on - finishing the Oblivion series, a sequel to 'Masters of Blood and Bone', the conclusion to the Hangman/Highwayman stories ('Coachman') - I have not done. I did other stuff, though, so you can't yell at me.

Conclusion, Or What I Learned At School

If I learned one thing (which I haven't) it's to not promise anything, because life/work has a way of turning things on their head.

Either way, happy New Year/Christmas/Holidays/Whatever if you have any of those things. Whatever you've got, or haven't got, I love you, so there's that at least, eh?


December Promotion - 27 Free Books!

Through December (from tomorrow, the 5th) until the 31st, all bar a few books from my back catalogue are free. That's 27 books, all free for download.

The list:

The Love of the Dead
The Outlaw King
The Walls of Madness
The Lies of Angels
A Scarecrow to Watch over Her
Flesh and Coin
Death by a Mother's Hand
The Dead Boy
Spiggot, Too
Days of Christmas
The Thief King
Dark Words
The Cold Inside
The Line of Kings Boxed Set Edition
Cold Fire
The Queen of Thieves
A Stranger's Grave
Dead in the Trunk
A Home by the Sea

There are at least three books available at any one time. It'd be nice if you leave a review, but don't feel obliged. I'm happy enough if they're read, and if you do download something, hope you enjoy it. It's Christmas, anyway, so knock yourself out.


Author Page Links (where you can find all of the things):



Sunday, 3 December 2017

End of Year Round Up #1's been a whole year!?



Hmm...I had plans, but I didn't achieve what I wanted. I sat here, in my tiny shed, wondering what I actually have done...

Turns out I've failed most of my professed goals with quite impressive vim. Well done, Craig.

I have, though, done an awful lot which wasn't on my list.

I finished my bit of 'Red Ice Run' (with Ryan C. Thomas), finished a novel 'ALT-Reich' coming soon from Severed Press, the first draft of 'Hush' for a vaguely hopeful Angry Robot submission.


Molly King and Lee David Foreman worked solidly on these, and they're not all out, but at some point every one of my independent issues will be out in paperback, kindle and audio.

New out:

Edward Lorn and I published 'PIG'.

Reissues, Covers, Edits, Formatting and Paperbacks

In last year's 'End of Year Round-up' I said something along these lines - 'DarkFuse haven't taken me round the back of the shed and shot me'. Turns out, they put themselves down and went bankrupt. Bit of a bummer for them and those relying on them, though it didn't make much (financial) difference on a personal level. Either way, it's not the first time things have gone tits up, and I'm sure it won't be the last. What it did mean was that I've had to reissue a shit ton of work on my own. Which was a kick in the nuts.

That took up much of the latter part of the year. I've put the covers in here, which I did. I made the words, too. Clever, ain't I? Aaaand...I'm just going to leave this episode at that, because when I think of the amount of time this took it brings me to the edge of the pit of despair...

But...still love you. x

Thursday, 30 November 2017

People Say the Silliest Things

1. Trickle-up, trickle-down.

Trickle's a good thing, is it? I'll just trickle your beer into this glass. Your beer will be ready by the time you leave the pub, and you'll be happy as Larry when you get home because I'll drink it all for you, too.

2. Time travel doesn't exist.

'Course it does, and of course we can. Sit still, don't move for five minutes. Five minutes later you'll have moved...five minutes into the future! Gasp.

3. Love makes the world go round.

No, because love means never having to force the world to do something it doesn't want to.

4. What would Jesus do?

What wouldn't he do? Eh? Eh?

5. Poor people are lazy.

Nope. Damn sight harder getting off your arse when you're skint and doped on Gregg's sausages rolls than being driven around in a Bentley.

6. This shampoo has 97% more pearlescence.

No it fucking hasn't. It's just shampoo.

7. You need an umbrella...

Literally the only time you will ever 'need' an umbrella is if you're a Kingsman.

8. There are two kinds of [insert caption].

9. I am the LAW.

This does NOT work on your children.

10. Fish can't feel.

Not true. The sea is made of their salty tears because of all your mean jibes.

11. Duvet day.

It's a quilt, for fuck's sake.

12. We had it harder in our day.

Of course you did. So did I. Fifteen times a day and rubbed raw, but seriously, granddad, inappropriate.

13. Hi Google Home, Alexa, Cortana...I want to know where I can get a ball gag and fifty pounds of Semtex, but keep it between us, right?

I'm sorry, Dave. I'm afraid I can't do that.

Love you. x

Wednesday, 29 November 2017

'C' is for Cabbage Anthology for Children's Cancer Charity.

“A Beautiful Collection.”

~ Eoin Colfer, author of the Artemis Fowl series

A while ago my friend Emma Ennis asked if I'd contribute a short story to this anthology. I'll always write a story for a charity anthology, and will continue to do so until my fingers fall off. For this, I wrote one called 'To Knit a World, to Darn a Life', because I've a soft spot for old ladies who work wonders.

Everyone's been affected by cancer in some way. 

My wife and I visited our friends and their child in a cancer ward. I never wanted to go, because it's a hard place to be. I went, of course...but I didn't want to...who would? If you're a friend or even a human, sometimes you should do the hard things, I think.

Parents don't have a choice, and the children certainly don't. A children's cancer ward's a terrible place, yes...but it's strangely moving, too. There's hope, and something akin to wonder at how children - and parents - cope with every second of every day. 

My granddad died of cancer. I visited the hospice every day, and even there, bravery is moving. The bravery of children and their parents doing all they can, though. That's enough to bring you to tears.

Parents don't get much in the way of financial help, and when you're staying at a hospital day in, day out, unable to work because your children come first, it's charities just like Aoibheann’s Pink Tie which make the difference between a parent being able to be there, or not.

Here's the press release, and the links. I hope you'll at least consider shelling out a few bob, but I understand how it goes. Thank you for at least taking the time to read this, and hopefully think about those who need help from those able to give it, even if only for a moment. 

Love you. x


Or, anywhere in the world, from wherever Amazon delivers.


“I urge you to buy this book which will enable Aoibheann’s Pink Tie to continue their great work on behalf of children with cancer and their families. The work they do is born out of love and compassion and deserves your attention.”

~ Travis Fimmel, Vikings

In aid of Aoibheann’s Pink Tie, the national children’s cancer charity.

C is for Cabbage, a collection of 20 short stories from 17 truly terrified authors. Open with care, because the pages are crawling with fairies, lobsters, and strangely hip dinosaurs. There’s magic and enchantment, detective twins and drunken wizards. It’s got ghosts, ghouls, and lovestruck vampires; zombies, secret societies, and strange little men who tinker with toys.

With fun and frolics, and maybe a mild curse or two (not to mention an extraordinary pair of knitting needles,) C is for Cabbage is sure to have something for everyone, children and adults alike.

Available on Amazon in print and eBook, and from the Aoibheann’s Pink Tie website.

About Aoibheann’s Pink Tie

Aoibheann’s Pink Tie was set up in 2010 by Mick Rochford and Jimmy Norman after the tragic loss of Jimmy’s daughter Aoibheann to cancer, aged just 8 years. During Aoibheann’s year long battle, the family found little or no financial or practical support for children and their families.

When Aoibheann passed away the men wore pink ties at the funeral – Aoibheann’s favourite colour. The charity was formed in her memory to provide practical, emotional and financial support for the complete family unit of the child going through treatment on St. John’s Oncology ward in Our Lady’s Children’s Hospital.

Aoibheann’s Pink Tie receives no government funding, and support is from donations and the tireless work of volunteers. Aoibheann’s Pink Tie employs only one part-time paid employee. In 2014 Wages comprised 1% and expenses 6.5% of overall donations received.

For media enquiries, please contact Emma at

Thursday, 23 November 2017


Coming Soon from Severed Press.

More on this soon. I saw the cover today, so I'm sharing it with you, and I added a three chapter sample, which you can read by clicking on the clever link saying 'SAMPLE' above, or just click on 'ALT REICH' in the sample section near the top of the blog. 

Love you. x

Thursday, 9 November 2017

Latest reissues

I'm around 15,000 words into a novel I intend to finished by early December, but in-between writing working on reissues and making all my work available in paperback, eBook and audio. All audio books are read by either Molly King or Lee David Foreman, and they've been working their arses off, too.

Here are the latest in paperback and eBook. Insulation audio (Molly) is available, and The Walls of Madness (also read by Molly) is available. Bloodeye will be read by Lee.

2nd Edition.

2nd Edition.

2nd Edition.

 I updated all the sample pages (at the top of the blog) with links, too, if you're interested.

Love you. Later.

Sunday, 5 November 2017

Masters of Horror Anthology Released Today

It's always a lovely thing to be invited for an anthology submission. I wrote a story called 'Raintown Sam' for this anthology, compiled, edited, and imagined by Matt Shaw, whom I like an awful lot. I like most of the writers in this anthology on a personal level, and those I don't know I'm sure I would.

This is a special one, too, because it features many of the writers I loved growing up (I still do, but I don't tend to carry a trade paperback around in my back pocket anymore - no need. I don't go anywhere...). It's fantastic to share the pages with literary heroes and heroines, many of whom are the reason I do what I do, and the reason I'm able to do what I do at all. Thanks, Matt, and to all in the anthology, and anyone who knows me...

That last bit's bollocks. It's not the actual Oscars. Pfft. You're so gullible.



It's available from Amazon anywhere, really, but I'm not a link machine.

Here's the complete list of writers in this anthology, and a little run down here and there.

Introduction- Matt Shaw

Lovely man. Mad as a hatstand, but like this anthology, he's done a damn sight more for recent horror than most I can think of. He's tireless in his support of the genre and his contemporaries, and horror'd be an awful lot poorer without him. Also, he asked me to be in this so I have to be nice.

Brian Lumley - The Cyprus Shell

He's one of the writers who lived in my back pocket. I wrote to his missus once, in her capacity as an agent. She said no, but I wasn't very good fifteen-odd years ago, so it worked out for the best.

Ramsey Campbell- Again

Starstruck, I saw Mr. Campbell at FCon a couple of years ago, and didn't say hello. Apparently he's really nice, so that was kind of a fail.

Sam West- Survival
J R Park - Mary 

Good chap, very dapper.

Peter McKeirnon- Doll Face
Andrew Freudenberg- A Taste of Mercy

I'd have him round for tea, and he's very proficient at beer.

Mason Sabre - Chocolate
Shaun Hutson- The Contract

A back pocket writer from days of yore. I'm in a book with Shaun Hutson! Like having a walk-on in a movie, isn't it? Brilliant.

Anton Palmer- Dead-Eyed Dick
Wrath James White- Beast Mode

I love his stuff. Edward Lee and Wrath James White opened my eyes when I was chasing DarkFuse to the 'fuck you, I'm going to write it and if you can't handle it tough shit' school of horror, rather like Gary McMahon. Great to be in a book with both.

Shane McKenzie- Dewey Davenport
Tonia Brown - Zolem

Tonia Brown writes some of my favourite stories of all time. She's ridiculously talented.

Graeme Reynolds- The Pit

Larger than life, literally. He's like Brian Blessed without the beard. I like him, and while I don't have a to-read list I'll read one of his eventually.

Adam L.G. Nevill- Hippocampus

Another one of those I met at FCon, and all starstruck, kind of went 'wurble' at, and ran away.

Gary McMahon- You Can Go Now

See above. First read a McMahon story in 'Best Of' antho years ago. Makes very good words.

Ryan Harding - Down There
Matt Shaw - Letter From Hell
Matt Hickman- Eye For An Eye

I like Matt, too. Haven't met him, but he's nice on FB.

Daniel Marc Chant - Three Black Dogs

Smells nice.

Amy Cross- Checkout
Kit Power- Loco Parentis

Very cool. Heard him give a reading of his work, so I've basically read his work without using my eyes. What?

Adam Millard - In The Family

I've read a few of Adam's, and he's published a few of mine. Good chap.

Guy N. Smith - The Priest Hole

I never read Guy's work back in the day, but I read 'Crabs' recently. Can't beat him. Loved it.

Jaime Johnesee- Just Breathe
Craig Saunders- Raintown Sam
Michael Bray - The End Is Where You’ll Find It

Shared a few publications with Michael, and glad to have done so. He's very good.

Jeff Strand- Don’t Make Fun Of The Haunted House

He blurbed one of mine years ago, so I like him. I like everyone, really. I'm a lover.

Mark Cassell - Trust Issues
Paul Flewitt- The Silent Invader
Clare Riley Whitfield- The Clay Man
Jim Goforth- Animus
Brian Lumley - The Deep-Sea Conch
Chris Hall- Afterword 

Lastly, but one of horror's foremost champions, Chris Hall. He's fantastic, writes these mental, in-depth reviews of novels and I suspect more thought goes into those than most of my stories. A very nice man indeed.

Thursday, 2 November 2017

The Mulrones Series Available Again (ebook and paperback)

The Mulrones 1-4 are:

A Scarecrow to Watch over Her
Death by a Mother's Hand
Flesh and Coin


Deadlift, book four, leads into The Land Between Midnight Trilogy. 1-3 are:


Coachman will be coming soon. It's getting toward the end of the year, and next month it'll be Yearly Round-Up time. By then, I'd like to have another couple of projects completed. If I can get caught up (I'm around a year behind my schedule...) Coachman will be along early in the new year to round up this series.

Oh, all paperbacks through Amazon are at the lowest price I can manage. I figure I make very little in paperback sales anyway, makes no sense to charge extra for them. I get around 40p a sale, and the Mulrones stories are up for £3.99 in paperback and .99p on kindle, always.

The Land Between Midnight are more expensive (2.99 for ebook and 6.99 or 7.99 for paperbacks) because they're longer. I'm pretty nice, but I do need to eat...

Love you.

Wednesday, 1 November 2017

10 Things I Love About Us

It's been a while since I've done this, but I just watched a Tim Minchin speech, about praising the things we enjoy, and it seemed like a fine idea to me.

1. Stories. Any genre, any medium. Give me a good story and I'll be happy for a long time, and they sit there in our brains, percolating away, not just while we watch, read, listen, play, but after, too, and carry on going.

2. The Hulk. He's brilliant. He's big, doesn't need to go to the gym, and he's green. Great.

3. Music. There's so much music out there, it's difficult to find everything, and like stories, I'll die before I've even heard 1% of it. But even so, it's a marvellous thing, isn't it? Only 1% of all human creation and it can still move you, when you're happy, or sad.

4. Coffee. Stupid little bean thing. Cook it, grind it until it's dead, pour hot water on it, dissolve it in stomach acid. That'll teach it. Stupid bean.

5. Wonder. I remember the prize at the end of Highlander was to know everything. I'd never want that. Sounds like the worst prize ever. I'd rather win the shit set of garden trowels at a village hall raffle.

6. Elbows. People might think I hate elbows, but I don't. They're weird, especially lady's elbows because they go the wrong way for ABSOLUTELY no reason. But they're cool, really. You can bend your arm up, then down. Brilliant.

7. Nice people. It's a hard world, isn't it? Heavy sometimes. Isn't wonderful when someone takes just a little of that weight off your shoulders, or someone's shoulders, or the world's shoulders. Just lifts it up, and turns it back to stardust and lets it float away back to the void. The void can take it. We don't need it.

8. History. We're a tiny speck, like that stardust. All of us, all together, throughout the whole of existence. And we build stuff, create stuff, do stuff. Mr. Pyramid (TM) probably knew one day the whole planet would be gone, and all the people with it, but it didn't stop him, did it? Writing's futile. Of course it is. It's just stories. But everything's a story if there's someone around to tell it.

9. The Internet. What a wonderful thing it is. A whole planet full of everything, all around the world. Science Fiction imagines a neural web, implanted in our brains. Why bother? It's there at our fingertips. Don't be fucking lazy. Just use a computer, or voice commands, or a flick of the eye. The fact it's all there is easy enough. If things were too easy, why would we bother? Not everything's supposed to be easy, I think.

10. Fish. They've been here longer than we have. Some of them got bored and walked away. Some stuck with it. There's something admirable about that stubbornness. Just because some of them didn't want to hang out in the sea, they didn't all have to follow, did they? Fish, brilliant.

Anyway, that's it. Sometimes I'm miserable and forget life's wonderful here and there. Thought I'd share a bit of something nice today.

Love you. x

Friday, 27 October 2017

R.I.P. my latest, 'ALT-Reich'

My Nazi-killing alternate reality Wolfenstein-inspired litFPS action thriller novel for Severed Press died today at 9pm, BST, 27/10/2017.

I loved every minute of it.

For a guy who wanted to write novels, but daydreamed about reviewing games for PCGAMER one day, this was the dream opportunity, so thanks to Severed Press for letting me play at being a writer and gamer at the same time.

Bestest fun ever.

Apart from weddings. And anniversaries. And kids.

*cough shit I feel obliged to say cough*

I got to write a whole novel set in a game world and kill a million Nazis while doing it. Doesn't get much better than that.

So, R.I.P. my new novel, ALT-Reich, which will wing its way to my publisher as soon as I've written the synopsis, which I'm off to do right now.

Love you.*

*Unless you're a Nazi.

Saturday, 21 October 2017

BLOOD DRUGS TEA available in paperback for the first time

Like I said before, I'm quite happy (happier, in fact) being a hybrid author, but I do have old man hang ups - a novel doesn't feel done, to me, unless it's in print. I know it is, but there's some sense of finality about a print version being out in the world. Like saying, 'Yes, that does make you look fat' to your wife. A thing you can't take back, a thing that'll haunt you forever...

Anyway, to that end, I uploaded 'BLOOD DRUGS TEA', a kind of 90's tribute novel/murder mystery/love story with drugs and tea in it, as a paperback. I'm still playing catch up with all the things I haven't done, but after another week or so I'm back for a final draft of my Severed Press novel. More on that another time.


As always, with my indie releases, it's as cheap as I can manage.

Here's the cover/wrap for this one, and love you, and bye for now.

Thursday, 19 October 2017

A Scarecrow to Watch over Her available again in paperback

First published as 'Scarecrow' in a double header from Blood Bound Books, packaged with Robert Essig's 'The Madness'. 

This, 2nd Print Edition, reissued by me, available soon for $5.99 or £4.99. I'll add links to this post and the 'Sample' page when it goes live on Amazon.

Love you.