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Mammals, I Think We Are Called: Are You Cold, Monkey? Are You Cold?
Are You Cold, Monkey? Are You Cold? Number 11 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. A depressed young woman working in a lab inadvertently cures herself by advising the lab monkeys. Read an excerpt: The girl in the puddle is not exactly dreaming . . … Read more
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: I Probably Am a Lonely One
I Probably Am a Lonely One Number 8 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. Hopper’s Nighthawks is brought to life when a freak lightning ball in a diner propels a group of outsiders to decide between loneliness and love. Read an excerpt: The man in … Read more
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: Grow Your Gorilla
Grow Your Gorilla Number 13 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. A young boy faces the reality of environmental destruction when his electronic toy gorilla comes to life. Read an excerpt: On Christmas night, after my parents had gone to bed, I took you out … Read more
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: The Edges of Seasons
The Edges of Seasons Number 14 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. A woman grapples with discrimination and the loss of her mother as she rescues a swan trapped in the ice. Read an excerpt: Is the ice strong enough to hold my weight? Never, … Read more
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: Thin
Thin Number 6 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. A slim young girl wakes from cryopreservation to find that she is too fat for her new world. Read an excerpt: After I unfroze, I opened my eyes and saw five gaunt faces leaning over me … Read more
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: Scaffolding
Scaffolding Number 7 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. A patient’s scurvy rips open the physical and emotional scars of his past, forcing his doctor to acknowledge the limits of conventional medical practice. Read an excerpt: These are the bones that Jack built.I imagine the … Read more
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: Drowning
Drowning Number 5 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. A man living in the desert loses his grip on everyday life when his marriage sets off an obsession with the enormity of time. Read an excerpt: He stands at the corner of the sheep pasture … Read more
Indie BUK Fest ’23 with Robin Ince and local authors
Tuesday, 20 June 20237:30pmThe Bonnington Theatre, NottinghamBook a ticket here. Chuffed to be taking part in the first Indie BUK fest. You’ll get the chance to listen to Robin Ince and chat to him and local authors about their books.
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: When Death Is Over
When Death Is Over Number 16 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. The vision of a starlit falling man offers truths about love and death to the struggling residents of a run-down tower block. Read an excerpt: I feel him before I see him. The … Read more
Mammals, I Think We Are Called: A, and I
A, and I Number 10 of the eighteen stories in my debut short story collection, Mammals, I Think We Are Called. A man’s rage builds when an AI, brought into his house to cure him of his pathological projection, prefers talking to his kitten. Read an excerpt: 10 October 2026, ‘real’ mood: ? I don’t … Read more