It’s hard to know what to say on a day like today. My nephew Michael would have been 18. After spending the last year writing about him in a fictional sense, it’s difficult to come back to the reality of his absence. I prefer to imagine. I imagine I’d probably Read more…
When I decided to plunge naively into attempted professional authordom, I had originally intended to write a weekly blog to report my progress. However, it is only now, at the end of week three that I’ve found the time and the energy for the second edition. It’s been an unexpectedly Read more…
It’s been a week since the kids went back to school and I’ve been able to resume my ambition to write a complete novel. It’s a running joke among writers that we are world-class procrastinators easily distracted by- ooh, squirrel! And have you seen this hilarious photo… What was I Read more…
Life. We’ve all got one. Until we haven’t. A succession of challenging life events has brought me to a tipping point. The last decade has seen the end of my ambulance career due to back injury, the death of both my parents and my 15-year-old nephew, and most recently the Read more…
Two years ago almost to the day I dabbled with livestreaming videogames on Twitch with my late nephew, Michael. Livestreaming was one of his ambitions that we were desperately attempting to fulfil in the time he had available. It was a brief, bittersweet streaming experiment which might have been fun Read more…
My pilgrimage to New Growth in the back end of nowhere had led to my peaceful acceptance of the indifference of the universe. Choosing to settle in the region of space that was on the doorstep of my nephew’s last wish for us was melancholic, but meaningful. The frontier nature Read more…
My nephew disappeared in the Pencil Sector a little over a year ago. A garbled comms transmission shortly before launch was the last we heard of him. Local authorities have been supportive and helpful, but it’s still unclear what happened. When the official investigation was concluded and it was clear Read more…
The day I visited BBC Broadcasting House to record the pilot episode of This Game Changed My Life was a surreal experience. Trips into Central London always make me feel like a yokel, so as a paramedic it was oddly reassuring to see an ambulance parked outside as I arrived. Read more…
In these solitary times, podcasts are mana from heaven. Done well, they are engaging and informative entertainment for the long commute, a quiet walk, or as all of those things are currently somewhat restricted, when you’re stuck at home longing for good company. The right podcast is like having some Read more…
When my nephew Michael died last year, a little over a month after his 15th birthday, the greatest part of the tragedy was the future his fate had stolen from him. In the weeks after his death, I wrote a short story about what I like to think happened to Read more…