A Late Night Work

It had been a tough few days for Caine. It had been tough on the whole island. The odd runes, the sulphur aftertaste on the air and of course the sprites climbing from between floorboard and out of stone to wreak havoc upon Hammerwall. They were all signs of a storm they were very unprepared … Continue reading A Late Night Work

300 Pages of Nothing: La Belle Sauvage by Phillip Pullman Book Review

Malcolm Polstead is the kind of boy who notices everything but is not much noticed himself. And so perhaps it was inevitable that he would become a spy... *** I feel saying that I love the ‘His Dark Materials’ trilogy spoils my review somewhat. I feel that anyone who loves a story that is suddenly … Continue reading 300 Pages of Nothing: La Belle Sauvage by Phillip Pullman Book Review

I Should Have Seen This Coming

I should have seen this coming…and no I didn’t start over again. I am experiencing a lot of burn out from how slow my writing is going. With three books of writing it means it feels almost impossible to make any progress. It’s left me feeling incredibly depressed, unable to feel like I’m achieving anything. … Continue reading I Should Have Seen This Coming

Writing Advice: Managing Progress

I like spreadsheets. If there is a place, there will be a spreadsheet. And writing is no different. I have in the past recommended an app called Writeometer that I used to manage my writing progress and now I have started a new book once more. However, when I went to download the app again, … Continue reading Writing Advice: Managing Progress

Somewhere Beautiful

The branches sport whistling leaves Upon sunlit trunks of well-worn trees That sing a sweet song of warmth and home For those who are in this forest alone. The soil is painted in mountains of red It is dripping and glistening in the blood of the dead Of the orange leaves from far above And … Continue reading Somewhere Beautiful

Selina and the Waves

In her hometown, or whatever Hulten had been to her, she had loved watching the sea at night. It was a peaceful sight, the ships back into port and while the people sat under the roofs of their houses, Selina sat under the roof of the stars. It was the closest thing she could call … Continue reading Selina and the Waves