Working on a novel

I wrote a novella first, which was 20,000 words long. You can read the entire thing on my blog. It’s an idea that I want to expand one day. More importantly, it was the idea and the execution that lead me to believe that I was capable of writing something that was long and still…

Budapest, hazy details 2017

There’s something in the hazy details of the buildings in Budapest that made me think I was walking into a film-set. Nothing looked quite real. Mostly because I’d never seen such consistently beautiful architecture, street after street.

Stories in Short #21 (Red wine and arterial fluid)

You’re just a blur, a smudge. Something that used to be. Faded wallpaper between cracked plaster. It’s green wallpaper and sometimes I see your face in it. I see your face in everything. When I dream, I dream about your shape, your figure. You are indiscernible. You are just a shape. There’s no definition, I…

The unstoppable decay of hope

“How many young college graduates have taken demanding jobs in high-powered firms, vowing that they will work hard to earn money that will enable them to retire and pursue their real interests when they are thirty-five? But by the time they reach that age, they have large mortgages, children to school, houses in the suburbs…

Budapest: a surreal city

Forgive the blue skies for giving you the impression that it was a warm day whilst I took pictures of Matthias Church in the Buda Castle district, because during my entire stay in Budapest the weather hung around the -1 or -2 mark in the evenings, with barmy highs of 4 degrees during the day.…

Window to their world, Vietnam 2016

This was probably my favourite photograph of the whole trip. I wish WordPress allowed larger pictures (although I totally understand why it does not) because the detail in this picture is great. There is something very unfamiliar about this picture and it reminds me just how different Vietnam was.

Budapest

I’m going to Budapest for a week, expect photography and some ramblings I get down in between shivering from cold and being dead drunk. If you leave any comments or feedback I’ll be sure to get back to you when I get back to jolly old England. That’s a lot of backs. Thanks! (There’s plenty…