Novels and Novellas
The Book Eaters
Out on the Yorkshire Moors lives a secret line of people for whom books are food, and who retain all of a book's content after eating it. To them, spy novels are a peppery snack; romance novels are sweet and delicious. Eating a map can help them remember destinations, and children, when they misbehave, are forced to eat dry, musty pages from dictionaries...
How to Cook and Eat the Rich
A man is offered the opportunity to partake in an exclusive, subscription-based eating club for those who wish to dine on human flesh. But he may have bitten off a little more than he can chew.
Sea Sister (out 2024!)
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An "Asian Gothic" historical fantasy set in ww2 and post-war Hong Kong, featuring its lush outlying islands and legendary Kowloon Walled City.
An "Asian Gothic" historical fantasy set in ww2 and post-war Hong Kong, featuring its lush outlying islands and legendary Kowloon Walled City.
Short Fiction
All of the short stories listed below are fiction pieces that I have previously published in other venues. Now that first rights have expired, I’ve reprinted them here for anyone to read for free, if they wish, with full credit given to the original publications.
Deserted Lies the City
That night, as they watched New Nazareth burn from their little ridge up in the mountains, Elon asked, “Did I do that?”
“—Good.”
He says, “But I’m dying,” like it’s the answer to everything, like he thinks I’ll disagree.
John Kills Jenny
John sweats beneath the wires that entangle his head and transmit images and words directly to his brain. Soft restraints encase each limb, band his torso. Another thick bar around the neck. Only his right hand can move—to touch the adjacent console panel. Four buttons nestle into its metal surface, a series of differently-coloured squares labelled A, B, C, D.
Ice Cream and English Summers
Six months pregnant, and I should have been happy. Six words to fire me, and I should have been angry. Instead, I drifted in a fugue. Spring faded, summer swelled, and our lives were falling apart.
This Song Is Dedicated to the End of the World
The End The city sprawls like a dropped jigsaw, fractured lines running through broken architecture. Sewers overflow and drown the streets in filthy water. The world is only ending, as it sometimes does. In the midst of this nauseating collapse sits the remains of the Bright Lights Arts Centre, which used to be named the Bright Lights…
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