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2018 in fiction

[A rather belated literary review of the year that was supposed to come out in December 2018…] 2018 was the year in which horror was officially back. In previous years, there have been gloomy predictions of its demise, even premature … Continue reading

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The Monsters are Due in Madison Square Garden book launch event, 13/03/19

My debut novella has just come out from Omnium Gatherum Books. Entitled The Monsters are Due in Madison Square Garden, it’s been described as ‘a noir narrative rich with history and atmosphere, steeped in cinema and the dark genres’ by … Continue reading

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Brexlit

On the Today programme on New Year’s Eve, Ian McEwan suggested Brexit wasn’t a suitable subject for fiction, saying “You can’t have a scene where people discuss friction-less trade over the breakfast table”. Apart from the fact that such scenes … Continue reading

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Shock Against Racism

On the 25th November, I participated in an event that was one of the launching points for a new initiative in the world of horror literature: Shock Against Racism. The recent surge in racism and fascism, whose most obvious global manifestation … Continue reading

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Making Monsters TOC

Table of Contents: • Introduction – Emma Bridges • Danae – Megan Arkenberg • The Last Siren Sings – George Lockett • Field Reports from the Department of Monster Resettlement – L. Chan • Calling Homer’s Sirens (essay) – Hannah Silverblank • Aeaea on the … Continue reading

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2017: My Review of the Year in Books and Stories

I’ve had quite a few stories published this year, in publications you can see on the relevant page. Here I want to talk not about what I’ve written, but about exceptional stories I’ve read this year. To enable me to … Continue reading

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Happy Krampus Night

“I should show them the carving. But I can’t, for the same reason that I can’t take it back where it came from. “I destroyed the evidence. “I remember the the foul acrid stench — as if I was burning … Continue reading

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