We spent the weekend secluded in an old house surrounded by small roads and tall trees, where signals for mobile phones and wireless internet could not get through the walls. We were cut... read more
"Oh. This bloody chair!” says Edie Miller, as she struggles to get both wheels moving simultaneously and starts veering left, right, left, right down the hospital corridor. "Don't swear... read more
This is a piece I wrote some months ago about bookselling. Makes a change from short stories and is particularly relevant to any indie publisher, or anyone who likes to buy books. I reckon... read more