I have a new gig, reading for the Willesden Herald monthly New Short Stories “Story of the Month”. The series kicked off with Con Chapman’s engrossing account of a relationship in trouble, “The Woman Who Listened to Britten”. Link: Story of the Month, June 2018.
This is something I wrote when I was supposed to be writing something else, recently. And before you tell me, I know The Observer is a Sunday paper.
He’s buried there in Whitefriar Street
and they are buried too,
all the matronly types I fell for…
My poem “Valentine” is published today in Staxtes magazine English Wednesdays.
“It’s very easy to say I’d never do this, I’d never do that. I’d never, it’s easy, you say. But you don’t know, you don’t really know what you’d do unless you land in a situation. …”
Criminals by SJ Moran (Spelk Fiction, March 2015)
I have a poem in The Stare’s Nest today. At the time I wrote it I used to go to Leeds quite frequently for work and usually, though not always, stayed in the Hilton hotel beside the station. Sometimes I stayed at the Holiday Inn. Oh those expense account days!