Samples from the five fantasy novels I have written. And of course, the inevitable attempt to extract money from you. Bloody websites
A guide to York, the half arsed city. Discover how to avoid ever going down the Shambles, which statue shows the Emperor Constantine looking like Kenneth Williams, why the Jorvic Centre smells of poo and what the Hand of Monkgate symbolises. (Answer: God alone knows). Also step outside the city centre to explore the cinematic heritage of Nestle Rowntrees, the secret Windmill of Holgate and the conundrum which is York’s Millennium Bridge
Poetry, short stories, screenplays... All genres attempted and generally thrown away in disgust after three weeks
For when words aren’t dreadful enough. Includes a suspected Hobbit Hole in Wales, Tupac Shakur striking in Aberyswyth, a large hole in Corfe Castle, a sheep squat/crack den in the Lake District, cathedrals appearing through the trees and in HSBC banks, and something scary in Dalby Forest. Plus lots of big big mountains to bulk things out.
Email your own stories. Email suggestions. Email threats. I’m just lonely
A meticulous, ongoing background to my novels. Or possibly: O what a great mind is hear o’erthrown
Sex & drugs & rock ’n‘ roll at Warwick University. Minus the sex and, technically, the rock ’n‘ roll
Using Daz Studio to disguise my
lack of artistic talent. Images of
drunks, birdwatchers, school
boys, office clerks, drunks, men
& women dropping into the pit
of emotional nihilism and more
drunks
‘Can’t Paint, Can’t Draw.’
Reproductions of above pictures.
Plus the inevitable pontifications.
