Hello 2017! Thank you for coming to rescue us! 2016 was a monster, so you need to…wait. Why are you smirking? And chuckling? Are your..
Most writers are reacting to what’s around them when they word-monkey. Sometimes we’re having a very direct and honest conversation..
I now declare The Flesh Market KING OF ALL THE BOOKS! Well not all the books. Not even some of them, really. Just the ones I wrote. KING OF..
Gaslit streets! Strange science! Murder most foul! Hello The Flesh Market, you sexy bastard you. What’s that you whisper with your..
Let me tell you about my muse. Muses, actually. Being a classicist, and greedy, I have more than one. Actually before I tell you what my..
The sale of my second novel is approaching its end, and so it’s time to launch into the third. Hello Craven Place. You look hot. How..
There are voices in my head now, but they don’t frighten me, oh no. Well, all right. Some of them frighten me a bit. They want me to..
As the sale of my first novel Cuckoo winds down for the end of the month* it’s time for my second book to step up and see what it can do...
The bird done good. In a month and a half I’ve sold three times as many books as I did during the whole of last year, and I’m..
I feel all weird and inappropriate. Sort of icky. I am, completely by accident, currently the author of the number one bestselling novel..