I am the Ruler of the day and night. In the darkness, I creep. I find my prey: Little pink, hairless paws.
Little Creature
From an exercise in my writing course… The cry is anguished, inhuman, such a painfully lonely sound in that single note – enough that Perry and I stop to listen, panting. An animal. Hurt, by the sounds of it. The sky has paled to a cold purplish haze, the last dipping rays of the dying sun…
Dave at the End of the World
Apocalypses didn’t happen every day, but once they got started, they had this annoying habit of going about their business.
Those who exercised reasoning were the first to go, followed by fans of survival shows (they believed they understood the wilderness, having never left the confines of their paved-and-plastered twenty-fourth-floor apartments and most ended up eating the wrong type of mushroom in the first week). The hoarders did all right, at least for the first while. And the jerks? They made it all the way to the end, because nature loved adding a thorn to a rose bush. It turned out that at the end of the world, those CEOs who couldn’t convert a Word document into a PDF did just fine in a dog-eat-dog-eat-rat-eat-human society.
The Faeries and the Festia
Long before King Arthur and his round table, before the Vikings, Normans, and Romans–even before they called this land ‘Wales’, there lived the Faeries and the Festia. The Faeries were jealous creatures–greedy, and powerful. The Festia were companions and servants to the Faeries–human, mortal, and afraid.
The Demon in the Flute
The artefact came to me when I was a girl, in a brown parcel left on Mum’s doorstep. But the doorstep wasn’t Mum’s anymore, was it? She’d left two months ago. Neighbours whispered, saying she’d never return. I rarely opened the door anymore, except for the milk delivery. But the milk deliveries had stopped last…
Creature in Crocs
A Shel Silverstein-inspired poem about a weird creature who likes to wear crocs.
Life Update (August 2024)
I’ve been a bit absent from publishing my writing, so I thought I’d share a quick update on what’s happening.
Tide of Sands – Sneak Peek
How’d you like to kill a god? What about someone powerful enough to think he can become one? It’s up to Ros, a sea captain with a ship full of secrets and a haunted past, to figure it out.
The Terrific, Fail-Proof Heist of the Galactic Century
A space heist gone wrong, a galactic conspiracy between Earth and Mars, and a princess caught in the middle.
Lights of the Lidth
The beast unfolded itself from the rock, splitting the waterfall and sending massive icicles smashing to the ground. The lights of a thousand spirits twisted around its night-black body in shifting greens and blues. It stretched to its full height and stood like a small mountain, then levelled its great serpentine snout to her, its great wings quivering around its bulk.