Category: Prose
Like Sharks
It looked like chum, all those chunks in the bath, and that was good, because that was what he intended to use it for. He
Dan And DNA
The eye clicks and the camera sends the image to a profile build; ever tiny little thing that spins out from this one action carries
Tower Looms
Player One, Layer One. The Tower Looms built out of the rising pitch where sound become word became script became narrative drive, and reality was
After The Meaningful Exchange
‘When did you move into this place?’ Such an obvious question – but one to which the answer seems to buckle on approach. He looks
Para Shoot
Parability, yes – he sits there and he talks the room around his finger; his spine a handle and his head the head of a
Build A Love Story
How do you build a love story? You put a stack of books in the corner and then you set light to them. What books?
Dirty Author
Hack the system – the planets weren’t just that – spherical matter deposits in gravity wells designed to hothouse life and move out to change
The Reconstruct
It’s interesting when you write a whole bloody post and it just ups and disappears, and even worse when it is killed by the software