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The Kraken’s of Venice…

A review of the Clockwork City by Shelley Adina

This is a delightful read, it keeps you turning pages, as it gently moves along, and then makes you turn them as things start to go badly for our two heroines. Because when things go bad, they go down hill quickly. And once that starts happening it hard to put the book down as you care about the characters, which is the real strength of the novel. It makes you care. Continue reading →

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The Telling Deck: A Guest Post from Will Nett

Will Nett, not the one who ran away form the Spanish armada, the other one… with a guest blog on tarot cards, possibly, or just general Will Nett witter, which is good witter we have to say. Continue reading →

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The Writers Life : An Honest Conversation

What is success, well for me it is readers, it has always been readers. You have to find your own way to judge your success. But as a community writers need to be more honest with each other. ‘Fake it until you make it’ is all very well except that builds false expectations against which we measure ourselves. And that is damaging. Continue reading →

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An old beautiful thing and a terrible one

Last weekend I was in Stroud attending their annual steampunk event, doing the author thing and a certain amount of prating about. It was a lot of fun, as such events always are. On this occasion I took with me an old beautiful thing and a terrible one. Well a stack of terrible ones, but lets talk about the old beautiful thing first.. Continue reading →

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It…

It watches…
It would be wrong to say it is waiting.
Waiting would imply it was waiting for something. That it desired something. Desire is an emotion, want is an emotion. Emotions are not something it experiences. To have emotions requires a frame of reference for emotion is a reaction.
It does not react.
It does not desire.
It does not want… Continue reading →

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Book reviews beyond the paradigm

What it it was easy to change our lives? What if happiness wasn’t an impossible dream to chase after? What if we could have nice things?

or something like that Continue reading →

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Quote the darkness, Evermore

We are in the midst of summer, darkness is hard to find when the nights are short and the days are long. Sleep is hard to come by, the rhythms of the body match the seasons. Now is not the time to sleep, now is the time to hunt, to gather, to partake of the rich bounty of the summer and prepare for the what will inevitably come once more.. This is not a time to think of darkness, this is the time to celebrate the light… So here are some quotes about darkness, in all its many forms. Continue reading →

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Playwriting

So this is me, a writer of novels and short stories who doesn’t perform…

Then for reasons I wrote a play and even more weirdly I performed in it. I’d deny everything, but it was filmed and someone put it on You tube. So enjoy the one and only time I will be caught performing, and my sole and last venture in to Play writing. Continue reading →

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Dear Edgar #8 Berenice

 …she roaming carelessly through life with no thought of the shadows in her path, or the silent flight of the raven-winged hours. Berenice! — I call upon her name — Berenice! — and from the grey ruins of memory a thousand tumultuous recollections are startled at the sound! Ah! vividly is her image before me now, as in the early days of her light-heartedness and joy! Oh! gorgeous yet fantastic beauty! Oh! Sylph amid the shrubberies of Arnheim! Continue reading →

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The battle of the bottle bridge

Originally posted on The Hopeless Vendetta:
By Mark Hayes In the aftermath of broken bottles and stamped on night potatoes no one was entirely sure what had happened. No one even admitted to having been there. The most anyone would…

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