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SPFBO here I come. I've just shoved my child out of the door with nothing but a wooden sword and a threadbare tunic. Bolt slides home. Somewhere in the wilderness, wolven voices rise.

Having been so focussed lately on The Ashen Levels it's with great surprise that I wake this morning to discover a very nice review for a previous book. It's extremely gratifying knowing that it's still there, bubbling away on the back burner whilst I wash the dishes...

When Balagir awakens at the fire with no recollection of his past, he discovers he is an ashen—a mysterious group of black-eyed vagabonds, addicted to the smoke they must pay the ghostly piper in exchange for power. With the help of a unique chisp (a sentient spark)...

Bring me my mead!

not a kindle in sight

After six months of checking, tweaking, editing, formatting, tweaking some more, marketing and promoting, The Ashen Levels is done and I can get back to what I loved about all of this in the first place... Writing! Here's to more adventures! Cheers!🍺

"I'm not sure what the end will bring, but it's upon us." “It was dread that drove them. Not so much a treat ahead, as a flail behind; the result was the same.”

Huddle around, dusk is upon us. You. Yes, you there, come closer. Good, good. For tonight I've a tale to tell. The oldest of tales. And it will chill your heart lest the flame lick at your bones... Since the dawn of language stories have existed, fulfilling...

Never meet your heroes. On the east side of the square was the peculiar tower he had noted from below. The scholarly figures gathered there suggested a library of sorts, and on closer inspection, his suspicions were confirmed. All were garbed in flowing black robes...

I’d hazard a guess that when asked, most fantasy readers would say Tolkien was their gateway book. (Fine, so maybe nowadays Harry Potter might have edged into the equation.) But when I think back to my first foray into fantasy (aside from fairy tales, of course ;p),...

Tales of kids sewing stones in a wolf’s stomach so that it drowns in the river, children being abandoned in woods and cooked in ovens, stepsisters cutting off toes and birds pecking out eyes; the cornerstones of any nutritious childhood! As a child I’d read tales...