Wild & Improbable Tales – A Ghost Of Warmth

At first, it looks like a room full of people. With a languorous certainty, they circulate, moving like the inexorable grace of a glacier, the entrancing dance of the fire. And then you notice something strange: there are no heads, no hands, no legs. They are a sea of jumpers and sweaters, moving as though [...]

NaNoWriMo Check In – Days 3 & 4

Day 3 of #NaNoWriMo and #wrimohero's prompt was #calltoadventure - how do you generate ideas? I get a lot of my ideas from the environment around me. Places, found objects, the weather - my imagination spots the most random and insignificant things as I’m going about my day and runs riot with them! I collect [...]

#NaNoWriMo Check In – Day 2

Day 2 of NaNoWriMo is here and the prompt for #wrimohero is 'Ordinary World: What's your setting like?' This is the beautiful building that inspired the first seed of my story: it's the incredible John Rylands Library in Manchester. A key part of my setting is a stunning gothic library. I'm also going to be [...]

Hello Jack Frost

Hello, Jack Frost How have you been? Back again To make the world gleam With glittering starlight Brought to ground I love it when Your time comes round. When what was breath To clouds does turn And icy fractals Plate autumn's burn. The world goes quiet, The earth stands still And arms wrap selves In [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Hope in Invisible Prisons

Suspended inside iridescence, she watches the world pass by. It is beautiful. But she cannot reach it. Rainbows ripple across the surface of her invisible prison, distorting the view: the hopeful land morphing into looming, shadowed threats; the lilting sound of laughter and music ringing hollow in her ears. She knows those terrors are lies [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – She Came From The Water

The tap had dripped for as long as they could remember. They had heard the insistent plip, plip, plip the night they had moved in, as they lay down to sleep. It was the strangest thing, though: they could hear the drips, could see them gather and fall from the tap into the bath, but [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Bone Weary

Bone weary, she watched as the rain painted the window with its tears. The city blurred in and out of focus. Her head felt heavy and she leant her cheek upon the cool glass. Blinking blearily, she tried to focus on the world outside. Clouds drifted in slow motion over the tired town, their eraser [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – To The Edge Of The World

In quiet solitude they rowed for days. The world was drowned in an ocean of grey: a sea of shadow and light. Inky trees stretched up from the land around them towards the glowering slate sky; the steely surface of the water was disturbed only by their passing; the grey days faded into black night [...]

Coffee Shop Writer

There is something endlessly appealing about sitting and writing in a coffee shop. Sinking into the words as the gentle percolation of humanity bubbles around you. A low hubbub accompanied by the smell of coffee and pastries. It's not something I often get the chance to do so when the opportunity arises it feels like [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – When The Rain Falls

The first time she had stood, unnoticed, on the street corner, the city had barely been a hamlet. Now the rush and bustle of a metropolis surrounded her: the neon lights and constant hubbub buzzing like flies in the periphery of her vision. She had stood on this spot on the same day each year [...]