Yesterday I went to my first ever writers retreat, a one day affair run by [Writing Space Stroud](http://writingspacestroud.wordpress.com/). It was held at the [Stroud Valley Artspace](http://www.sva.org.uk/) which is a little tucked away set of studios and performance space. I arrive about 10 minutes early in the fear of not being able to locate it but […]
It was unsuprisingly drizzling again when Emma emerged from a small green door in the side of a hospital. The tunnel network The Arcetect had set up was fantastic, he maintained he had worked with what was there but others had told her they had seen his mark carved into the stone work at the […]
Emma awoke with a headache the size of a small planet, it thumped and pulsed and flashed steely knives, she groaned or at least her body tried too, a rasp of air was all that escaped. Her throat felt raw. It tasted worse. Her eyes were filming but a couple of gritty blinks and she […]
It was 3 in the morning Rob was sniverling again the other two could hear him, Megan wasn’t quiet sure why she still had the boys around her place, she’d been spooked by the police womans words and Adele had phoned her and said she wouldn’t be around for a week or so. She knew […]
Professor Atkins stood infront of the stick thin man who seemed to be made all of joints jutting out at angles. He looked so young probably the same age as his grandson. It made it more annoying to think that he once looked like that himself though not with the huge whole in his ears […]
I dislike the concept of genres as boxes that stories have to be shoe horned into and think of them more as end members on phase diagrams with the story occupying some area between the points, a little bit of this and a little bit of that. No story is ever just one thing. So […]
‘Hi Balinder,’ Emma said pushing past the woman. ‘Is there a reason the leak hasn’t been fixed?’ The pasty woman turned on her, ‘there is no leak! Don’t go stirring things up again, everytime you visit it’s the same, just becuase you get to work outside doesn’t mean the sun shines out of your back […]
The Detective stood at the entrance to the boarded up station, it had been turned into a tourist attraction. Winston Churchills old second world war hangout. They’d gotten bored of the police being called everytime they had a meeting so they made sure there was a reason for a people to be there. She queued […]
The Professors name was Brain but no one ever called him that he was either Professor or Granddad, his wiry white hair refused to lay flat irratating him with the fact it made him look like an archytype or worse a sterotype, he paused with the saddening thought that most people wouldn’t know the difference. […]
It is half way through NaNoWriMo and I am in a really good place – I am actually on target to make my 90K! I have broken the 40K barrier with some help from the trip at the weekend! However I will struggle over the next week as I have friends coming to stay and […]