Back From The Wilderness

It's been a hell of a year so far...

Which is sort of my excuse for being utterly absent from this blog.

We had to close the bookshop that we owned. Which was no fun, and meant finding a new job, since nneeds must and in the current climate,beggars can't be choosers... which in turn lead to my employment in the single worst job I've ever had, working at a Motorway service station.

Far and away the most depressing job I've ever had,with the single worst employers that I've ever had to suffer,and a shift 'pattern' that seemed designed to break the staff.

Visions of Dennis Etchison's 'The Late Shift'.

On top of that my wife found out she was pregnant, we moved house, and now we've had the baby! A gorgeous little girl called Mina.

All that time, I've still been writing - and recording too, it turns out that while I'm no good at acting on camera, I'm okay for Radio, so have stepped up to record some audio plays that are close to being ready to give to the world.

So there's two film scripts about two thirds finished, and a number of radio scripts all done and dusted.

I've also got a short story in the current issue of THE EXETER FLYING POST - the 'Chaos' issue - though the story itself is really rather gentle. I'm pleased with it, and thrilled that it is featured so prominently (with photo illustrations by the brilliant Robert Darch). Yep, that's my name on the cover. And the story occupies the centre pages, so it tends to fall right open at it. I'm a happy boy.

The story is called 'Dad'. Not the most inspiring of titles, but it fits and leads in nicely to the first line.

I shrug. Titles - like endings - are a bitch.