Writing

There is a place I want to go, So please indulge this harmless fantasy That I want to share with you. I'm not sure if it exists...

A man pours himself into a glass. A man stands in the dark. He switches on the light to the corridor, and is silhouetted...

Recently I have spent a lot more time working on Karen Zipslicer's adventures in Lundern, and I took to writing them as a correctly...

On her first night in Lundern, Karen fell asleep in the attic of Winton, the cobbler. What would she discover on her first morning...

Despite a few frights along the way, Karen and Cecilia have walked the streets of Lundern to their destination, just before curfew is due...

Jonathan May-Bowles, a.k.a. Jonnie Marbles, is due for a recall to the comedy factory. After 17-and-a-half minutes of undeserved fame, he has conspicuously...

Sugar fallsRelief comes Time strainsSkies lighten Wonder pallsPassion drums Heart drainsEyes brighten Virtues sleepHeroes wake Lies slickenWise listen Statues weepRivals brake Clouds thickenTeeth glisten Hollow risesGaggles rest Space endsWaves applaud Evil sizesComrades jest Truth offendsHopes...

After their peculiar encounter with the Dowager Duchess D'Nunzio, Karen and Cecilia make their way across town on foot. They walk to where...

Films stink. They really do. Especially films made by Hollywood. It must have something to do with money. It costs a lot...

Everybody loves a winner, or so the saying goes. Little affectionate attention is left for those who come last, and this is especially...

Cecilia the stork, carrying her precious package of kittens, leads Karen from Lundern Central Station. The street outside the station was narrow and crooked. ...

A friend of mine asked me a question: "if the free market is a person, what would the person be like?" Here is...