We begin at an insignificant little place, a desolate beacon standing silent out in the empty smog

Completed novel: The Memory of Blue Sky

Do you remember a blue sky? Not just blue, but wide as the eye can see blue, and deep, eternally deep? A vista at once calm and still, but free and full of dreams? So open yet somehow undeniably certain, and as much a part of the fullness of existence as breathing? Continue reading “We begin at an insignificant little place, a desolate beacon standing silent out in the empty smog”

‘A Marsh Walump!’

Completed Novel: The Captain, the Avaeste and the King

This adventure started for me as an experiment in semi-lyrical prose. But by the time I’d written 30 pages (in a spectacular two-day stint) I realised I loved the characters and story too much to let them go just yet.

What followed was an epic quest, (for me and for my new written-to-life friends), as we discovered how to traverse the Aethermarinus and remain intact. Continue reading “‘A Marsh Walump!’”