Siluett

The horn sounded too loudly, just above her head. It was a relic of the old Empire, that lingered upon the ship, itself a relic. Those days were gone now. She zipped up her jacket and shivered.

She paced the deck amongst the other people. The sun was low on the horizon. Orange. The old days were gone now. The crowds were waiting for the ship to embark. It would be soon. A new life awaited her.

She stood at the rail and squinted and into the reddening glow of the horizon. She prepared to jump. The future beckoned.

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Creative writing

A showcase of my dabblings in short and longer form fictional writing.

Transformer

Transformer is a loose cycle of semi-autobiographical, semi-connected short stories written between 2006 and 2008. Below is a suggested reading order.

• Prelude: David and the Birds
• Transformer, part 1
• Transformer, part 2
• Interlude: Snowblind, Shipwrecked, Several Millennia Old
• Transformer, part 3
• Transformer, part 4
• Transformer, part 5
• Coda: Moog Story

Askance Glance (in Art)

Strange goings on in a shared house in North London. Lynchian fugue and residual panic. What lurks beyond the crack in the roof? A comic book in five parts written and drwn by me.

• Askance Glance, Part 1

Fragments

Short stories and other fragments of my mental state.

• Some Like It, NOT!!
• Duck Threading: Coda
• Freshwater
• One of Those Lives

For King & Country

Tranny porn, James Bond universe.

• Chapter 1
• Chapter 2
• Chapter 3
• Chapter 4
• Coda: Colourful but Ordinary