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Slush Pile Limbo

A pandemic is a highly weird time to be doing anything significant, as we all well know, because we're smack in the middle of a strange...

Novel... complete?

I think, maybe, pretty much, The PhD Novel, is complete. I think. Maybe. Well, it has to be because the deadline looms. But drawing a...

The Yawning of the Present

I feel like every blog post I put up on here begins with me saying we are living in strange times, and that such times call for strange...

On the Way to the Forum

Coming up this Saturday, Nov 23rd, myself and some uni pals are taking over the gorgeous Engine House at The International Anthony...

My 10 Favourite Autism Books

. So: the PhD. How’s it going? It’s still going, chugging along in fits and starts, sometimes wailing through dark tunnels, sometimes...

Camping Out with the Rural Eerie

There’s an event coming up in Manchester which I’m aiming to go to called ‘Rural Eerie: Exploring the Strange Countryside’ (Oct 19th, The...

In the Zone: Part 2

I have emerged from my self-imposed writing zone having slaughtered various darlings. I entombed myself within an attic space, surrounded...

In the Zone: Part 1

In an unnerving turn of events, I’ve been encountering a lot of zones recently. You know the ones: fuzzy boundaries, decayed ‘keep out’...

Panda-ing to the Neighbourhood

New story alert: the tip-top fellas at STORGY magazine (who published my weird Shakespearean tale 'Pentameter' in their Shallow Creek...

The 'Storytelling Animals' of Autscape

Last week I returned to Autscape, the autism-run conference/retreat which takes place once a year and has become something of an annual...