Saturday, May 21, 2016

Inspiration Strikes From Nowhere

I've been wanting to write a new novella for a while now and ideas have been a bit thin on the ground. Nothing seemed to catch fire: every spark either went out or blew away on the breeze.

But tonight an idea hit me out of the blue - incorporating the loose Exorcist homage I've been musing over for several years, the horror of loss of identity, my usual sense of urban dread, and a kind of vigilante scenario.

I even have a title:  Better Now

I shall start this fire tomorrow and see how it burns.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Sunday. Evening. Interior shot of a bedroom.

A thought for the evening:

As a writer, the single most important thing to me is integrity. Even if everybody hates something I've written, if it's an honest piece of work it's a successful piece of writing.


Not front or hype or chutzpah. Not relentless self-promotion or cliques or mutual back-slapping.


It's all I've got.

Friday, March 18, 2016

Ramsey Campbell Tribute

I’m delighted that my story There, There has been accepted by editors Scott David Aniolowski and Joe Pulver for their Ramsey Campbell tribute anthology.

DARKER COMPANIONS: CELEBRATING 50 YEARS OF RAMSEY CAMPBELL will be published in Autumn 2016 by PS Publishing.

Ramsey is my favourite writer, and a writing hero. I'm also honoured to call him and his lovely wife Jenny my friends. I first read Ramsey's early collection Demons by Daylight in my late teens and it changed my life. I've been reading him ever since. Ramsey's fiction affects how I see the world. He's a genius.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Write Now

Today I created a new Word document called White Fingers (the original title was simply Fingers, but I've expanded on that). I've written about 500 words of this new project. It's my version of a crime story - let's call it "domestic noir" - something that's been in my head for a few years and refuses to go away.

I decided to start writing it now because I've been stuck on my haunted house novel for a couple of years and am beginning to suspect that I'm using it as an excuse not to write.

An excuse.

That's pretty bad form, if I'm honest (and I always am here, often to my detriment).

So now I've taken away that excuse and all that's left is my desire to write. is it strong enough to help me persevere, or has it faded to a point that I can no longer sustain the demanding, exhausting, painful act of writing a novel?

One thing's for sure: it'll be an interesting challenge, one I'm rather excited about.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

The Grieving Stones - Spectral Press

I've had a few messages via this website requesting information regarding refunds for pre-orders of the now-dead Spectral Press edition of The Grieving Stones. (The book has now found a new home at Horrific Tales, as I announced on an earlier blog post.)

I was under the impression everyone had been refunded. This kind of misinformation seems typical of the way the whole situation with Spectral Press is being handled. Shoddy. Very shoddy.

The man to contact regarding any issues with Spectral Press is Gary Compton. I've heard nothing from him since pulling the book and he's blocked me on Facebook for reasons which, to me, are unclear, so good luck getting anything out of him...I've given up on receiving any of the meagre royalties I'm owed from a different project.

Here are the email addresses I have for him, anyway:


For those who aren't fully aware of what went on with Spectral Press (if you aren't on Facebook you might have missed the drama; that's where those involved chose to play it all out), my mate Simon Bestwick wrote this very long and informative blog on the situation:

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Still Writing

Notes for a story I'm working on for an exciting charity anthology:
"He's a ghost, a whisper, a rumour from the dirty streets. Tall, unbearably thin and deathly pale; a slow-strutting figure dressed in a dusty black suit, his white, slicked-back hair glistening like ice in the moonlight. With rotting clown make-up plastered to his face, he is the embodiment of long-dead laughter in the dark.

He is said to follow in the wake of the broken monsters. Is he their keeper, their hunter, or simply an observer of the brutal acts they commit?
The Narrow Man: The ghost that haunts itself."
This story will be set in the same fictional universe as There's a Bluebird in My Heart.

Monday, January 11, 2016

Grieve No More

I'm delighted to announce that my novella The Grieving Stones has found a new home. Graeme Reynolds has bought it for his ambitious Horrific Tales imprint. The novella will be published in simultaneous hardback, eBook and audio editions around the middle of 2016.

More news when I have it.