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Subscribe now I collect hagstones. Doesn't everybody? There are around 30 of them sitting on our garden wall, mostly found on beaches in East Devon and Dorset, not all as large and impressive as the one pictured above but each one beautiful in its own way. A geologist
I've just finished writing and editing another book. It's a surreal collection of short - sometimes extremely short - stories and I've called it Curious Events Lately Occurring In This Neighbourhood. I have decided to publish this one in a different way, in collaboration with Breakthrough
Old Litkinov owned the bookshop down the road and, back when I was a poor student, I would sometimes sell him books that I had stolen from delivery trucks, supermarkets and the bedrooms of people who’d verbally undermined me. Ever perceptive, Litkinov surely knew what was going on and
I wrote this extremely silly episodic slice of what people much cooler and more digital than me now call "flash fiction", themed around some old photos I found in a trunk at my mum and dad's house, a couple of years ago, but I thought it
Subscribe now Packing up in spring for our house move, I found this: it was my mum's first attempt at capturing my cat The Bear (RIP) via a quick chalk sketch. 2012, perhaps? So simple, but so great, and it proved to be the catalyst for what has