A selection of images including the cover to Titanic Terastructures, A Quiet Afternoon 2, Thirty Years of Rain, New Maps, Shoreline of Infinity, K-Zine, Flotation Device and Magical Crime Scene Investigation.
In the centre are two painted images, one of a frazzled ginger haired woman drinking tea and one of a Sikh gentleman holding a bucket and sword and facing pink tentacles

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  • Thirty Years of Glaswegian Story Building

    Thirty Years of Glaswegian Story Building

    UPDATE: Now available from here; Lulu shop page and Amazon print edition and Kindle edition Did you know that the Glasgow Science Fiction Writers Circle was started thirty years ago? Well now you do. Off the back of a writing course run by Duncan Lunan a small group began to meet regularly to critique each other’s work and encourage one…

  • You, sir, are a rumplefyke.

    It was Eastercon at the weekend and, before the happy memories fade, I’ll try to get a few of them down. 1) Being very busy.       This was certainly one of the most jam-packed conventions I’ve been to. There were many points on the programme where I would have happily gone to multiple items. I…

  • The Eastercon Of Doing Things

    The Eastercon Of Doing Things

    It has been a while since I last posted and, with Eastercon fast gambolling towards me I felt I really ought to do an update. Not much to say on the writing front. Much writing is ongoing but no new acceptances. I am building up a nice pile of stories which are either out for…

  • Dreamin’

    UPDATE: Now listed on Eibonvale’s website here. Now that I am almost recovered from the World Fantasy Hangover let me talk to you of cabbages and kings. Or possibly the single greatest thing that occurred to me there. The release of Caledonia Dreamin’. Caledonia Dreamin’ is an anthology of Strange Fiction based on Scots words…

  • World Fantasy Con, or How To Drink Your Way To Fame

    I’m on the train leaving Brighton and World Fantasy Con. This is my first Fantasy Con and the po-faced nature of some of the publicity had made me worry it was a bit staid. I could not have been more wrong. I had a brilliant time. Every day was busy and every night long and…