I am a bad writer. No! Wait, person who only came by to try a book! Come ba- *sigh* Another one bites the dust. Let me amend. I hope..
There’s no messing with The Wall. You either finish it, or it finishes you. Sixty-nine miles is a long way, and plenty of time for that..
What the soul would forget, the flesh remembers. When hack reporter Dexter Lomax investigates a series of mysterious craters forming..
Last night’s nicotine dream… We were living in a fascist regime either run by or policed by daleks (I’ve a nagging..
A bit disappointed today, as last minute changes meant I had to miss a reunion of old chums down in Newcastle yesterday. Not a school..