Does anyone remember George?

Well, do you? I know I remember him. I’ve been wanting to get a new story out for a while now, but since the competition excitement and book drama took up so much of my time over the last few weeks (If you missed it, you can follow/ catch up here), it’s only now I’ve had the ability…

The crawling darkness

This is an old one. A poem wrote many dark nights ago (okay, years ago) and just for fun I thought it may like to see the light of day. Notably, it’s a darker take on a line by Wordsworth, inspired in the first line I use.   The crawling darkness. JR Manawa. darkness falling from…

A Goth in a graveyard after dark. Did I mention there was a circus?!

When my friend messaged me a snapshot of an article from TimeOut, advertising Depart as a ‘Circus in a Cemetery’, with the caption ‘Interested?’ well…my reply?  You know me too well. DEPART CIRCUS : A guided tour through the underworld in Tower Hamlets Cemetery Black robes catch in the wind as they stride forward, slowly…

Karim’s story – a life in a drabble

At the end of the world, Karim breathed. It wasn’t ideal, but this was how it was. His own mind had already pointed out that when everything else is finished, whatever’s left behind will do. And it wasn’t much. The fighting had been – catastrophic. The deaths too many to count and his scars and…

The Festival. Night three. Face the monster.

Rather amusingly, something went wrong here and this episode didn’t publish at the beginning of the week when I thought it did! And I wondered why everyone was telling me they couldn’t wait to ready it…! Oops. Social fail. Well, if you do pop by here, I hope you enjoy the read! Love and darkness,…

The Festival. Day three. In the end.

Nothing like a bit of fun at the festival before we re-introduce our antagonist, right? The Festival. Day three. In the end. The zipper on the tent doorway flapped wildly in the early morning breeze as Charis crawled into the door of her tent. Nick was already cooking bacon on a disposable barbeque outside their…

The Festival. Day three. Inhale the dawn.

If you’ve left a goal to sit for some time without working on it, the best course of action is simply to pick it back up and run with it again, no questions or waiting for the right time, or you will never do it. On that note, I’d better start with day three of…

The Festival. Night two. Theory of chaos.

When we don’t understand or believe something, we tend to form theories in our minds, ways to explain things that allow us to cope, or in the very least allow us to escape into fantasy. The problem for Charis is, how do you deal with those fantasies when they prove to be real? (If you…

The Festival. Night two. How not to die.

Now we return to the tale at hand, and one of my favourite things, exploring the complexity of a relationship between two characters and how their individual personalities cause them to interact… Oops! I forgot to link to the start of the story if you are just joining us! You’ll find it here! The Festival….

The Festival. Night two. The rain came down.

Predators in the dark, rain, mud, lost iPhones and a stolen kiss. It’s all going down today! ^_~ (If you are just catching up, awesome! You might like to start here…!) The Festival. Night two. When the rain came down. JR Manawa. Rain exploded from the sky with baleful vengeance, and for Charis there was nowhere…

The Festival. Day two. The fire in the field.

This one took a while because I wasn’t happy with it. Sometimes a piece of work can take a lot of editing, and even then you still can’t be sure you are happy with it. Actually, on second thought, isn’t all writing like that, a constant work in progress? The Festival. Day two. The fire…

The Festival. Day two. Of babywipes and breakfast.

Beautiful people, I know this is way overdue. I think I grossly overestimated my available creative mind-space in the idea to start a new serial the week before starting a new job! When I sat down to write this weekend after a full day of visitng Wimbledon (check out my instagram feed ^_-) on Saturday and…