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Note: stories will be delisted if submitted to a publisher. Some stories contain ripe language and some form of torment so if you are easily offended please read the descriptions before clicking through and then complaining.
All stories are completely free from AI input and written by me. My so-called intelligence is very organic.
I am usually working on a story, new ones will be added as I finish them.
Currently in production hell:
Naughty Wendy – vulgar comic romp.
The House – amusing entity.
Party Time – evil entity.
Risen Sun – sci-fi dystopia.
Science fiction
Journey’s End – once upon a distant time…
The Next – meet the man who would be god.
Wolf – an imaginarium of werewolf history, because of course they’re real.
Alas, Empire – in the future, there’s a little problem with the United States of America.
Vortex Girl – A fluffy spin around the Whoniverse. Guest starring Keith Moon.
Crime
Contraterrene – nine thematically connected tales of mostly unpleasant, creepy, violent content. No fluffy bunnies.
Pie Day – a friend asked me to write a story with her in it. I turned her into a nutter.
Miss X, Stupid and Rich – a dark short story mocking a well-known stereotype with some ugly nastiness thrown in.
It’s Only Business – there are psychos and then, there are psychos.
Humour, sort of
Carry On Armageddon – it’s the end of the world! Taking the piss out of the Scottish, English, the military and politicians.
Big Jake And The Boom – a journalist interviews a man about an unfortunate incident. Readers are asked to imagine the questions.
Soho – A Memoire In Alcohol – a beery blatter through decades of Soho and a reference to a certain trend that could, even these days, lead to loss of business. Dates and events might be a bit trussbobbled by drink.
Drama
Alora Trinity – tracing the career of a pop star from back street boozer to big time bonkers. A longer story, parts of which need to be rewritten some day or if someone important tells me to.
A Real Man – a fiction wrapped around a real conversation overheard in a Covent Garden pub in the early 1990s, might have been the Lamb & Flag. Presumably the subjects are still alive so names changed et cetera et cetera.
Random Ramblings
Inside Retail Gambling – tentacles from trenches to television.
On Death – meh.
On Birth… and a bit after – nobody asked me first.