Professionally, I am very much stuck in what the film industry would term development hell. I have a book and a collection of short stories coming out next year (if bluechrome is keeping to plan, at least) and am starting my Masters next month. So, right now, I have a BA (good […]

Statistics mean sod all, which is a fact in itself. Anyone can assemble some numbers, make them sound threatening, and anyone will believe it.
I have just found an ad for nationalregistry.com to do a Free Registered Sex Offenders Search in my area. Just insert Zip code. The line they’re pushing […]

The Times review by Chris Ayres
 
You learn a lot from lunch with Chuck Palahniuk. For example, I now know that Adolf Hilter invented the blow-up sex doll. True fact, apparently. While the soon-to-be Führer was working as a messenger between the trenches in the First World War, he was appalled to see his fellow Aryans […]

Apparently I’ve been on a mission to injure myself over the last week (unintentionally) and now my index and middle fingers on my left hand encased in an inch of dressing.  Going to A&E with a burn is a lot worse than going with a broken wrist.
So, typing has become an exercise in patience and […]

I can officially say I’m an artist now as I’ve sold my first painting.

Excuse the rubbish picture.
Out of the lot I put in the comic book shop, I had hoped Rorschach would go first.

Harvey, the headstrong and very ‘teenage’ labradoodle, has now had three dog training lessons now and just now we had a bit of a break through.  He’s managed to connect two commands, come and heel, into one fantastic response where he comes, turns on his own and sits close at your left side, facing the […]

Unknown artist, but found along with many others, here.
I’ve ended up writing the wrong thing this summer.  I wanted to write about my brother and got about 2k into it before it sort of fizzled out, then I started on a new transgressive piece that revolved around 3 housemates and got further, but again with […]

My degree is officially over and my marks are back.  I’ve come away with a solid 1st and got a scrumptious 82 for my dissertation.  Fabulous.
Celebrating with Sex & the City film and a giant bag of pick’n’mix this evening.

If you want some excellent writing and delicious artwork for free, check out the online graphic novel Freak Angels. It’s right good.

There’s now a whole section in WH Smiths in town dubbed ‘Tragic Life Stories’, 80% of which is child abuse.  What the hell is the reading world coming to?  Why the fascination that is now so lucrative, there’s a section as large as ‘Travel’ dedicated to it?