The Shining Thought…

In the words of Stephen King: "I've always believed in God. I also think that's the sort of thing that either comes as part of the equipment, the capacity to believe, or at some point in your life, when you're in a position where you actually need help from a power greater than yourself, you... Continue Reading →

Hope In The Face Of Certainty…

When it comes down to it, the vicar said that the crucial thing to hold on to was hope. God gives us hope. Now, there were lots of people paying their respects to a woman who had lived a decent life, been a devout believer, and conducted her time accordingly. No excess. No preaching. Only... Continue Reading →

Purge Free…

Today and tomorow, my latest installment is free. I am doing this as I am trying to build a readership base, but I feel more like a homeless writer with a begging bowl. The fact is that I am not homeless. If I thought that writing would become a career, I would most certainly be... Continue Reading →

The Dead of Winter…

An extract from The Purge Part 3 High up in the branches of one of the trees, she saw a form. She activated the zoom and brought the object into question. To her horror, the form that she had captured was that of a human being that was dangling upside down from a thick branch... Continue Reading →

Read Warning…

My long toil has finally reached a conclusion and it has culminated in another Quick-Read edition of The Piper Series. The Purge Part 3 takes the reader into the winter solstice where all kinds of bad things await. A new Leather army is on the move, a mother and her children are rescued, Michael and... Continue Reading →

Work in Progress…

I am working on the third part of The Purge. It's another quick-read, but it takes a lot of writing. The Purge is the second book in The Piper series and was written over a decade ago. For the most part, it has been dormant in my various laptops. Indeed, I believe that three laptops... Continue Reading →

Indian Summer…

I grew up believing that native Americans were Indians. I also thought that Inuits were Eskimoes; I was half-right on that one. The reason for these late confessions is that I have just ventured out into a mini Indian summer. The streets of my cosy market town are bathed in the last rays of September's... Continue Reading →

A Troubling Delivery…

It took a while. It took two false pushes. It took the creation of twins when only one should have been there. Now, somebody has the pair, but they're not fully formed. Part 2 of The Purge is my favourite so far. I picked over the dusted corpse of my previous text, marvelled at its... Continue Reading →

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