On the 1st July the publishing company for Portraits in Flesh, BTP, closed its doors. I am sad to no longer be a part of the lovely team there. Thank you to everyone at BTP/Zombie Cupcake Press for giving me the opportunity to get my book published. I met some wonderful people and want to wish all of them the very best for the next chapter in their journeys.
As for my journey, I am happy to announce that Crazy Ink Publishing will be taking on my book. I am looking forward to being part of the Crazy team.
My first ever comedy story will be in a Clarendon House comedy anthology Carrier Wave – out towards the end of Jun.
It”s called ‘Go To Hell’ and is about what happens when a particularly irritating man ends up in Hell
So pleased to announce that my story Dead Lines will be published
in the HellBound Books anthology – The Graveyard Girls
A Horror Anthology of Women Writers
Compiled and edited by Gerri R. Gray
Out on 15th June
From the shadows around you they emerge – the Graveyard Girls – to share with you thirty nightmarish tales spun from the darkest threads of their imaginations. Take hold of their icy hands and they’ll transport you to realm where the most diabolical of supernatural forces lurk and unspeakable terrors lie in wait.
This is my favourite of Bowie’s covers. Originally recorded by the Pixies in 1988. The song appeared on his 2002 album Heather. I was lucky enough to see him perform this live on his A Reality Tour and Heathen Tour. On the original, the Pixies spell out P-I-X-I-E-S and on Bowie’s version you can hear D-A-V-I-D. I’m embarrassed to say it wasn’t until only a couple of years ago that I realised they were spelling out him name in the backing vocals.
Favourite Line: So spill your breakfast, and drip your wine. Just wear that dress when you dine
Whether its the standard version or the jazzy/ RnB versions, this song captures his love of the weird and wonderful. Written in New York, the city he fell in love with and eventually moved to, it describes two kooky people who live in the city. Another song that, if you close your eyes and listen closely, conjures psychedelic dreams.
A classic Bowie song with the video shot in part outside the Mars Hotel, produced some great iconic images.
The line “He’s so simple minded, he can’t drive his module.” is thought to have inspired the name of the group Simple Minds.
“Starting out as a lightweight riff thing I had written one evening in NY for Cyrinda’s enjoyment, I developed the lyric to the otherwise wordless pumper and it ultimately turned into a bit of a smorgasbord of imagined Americana … based on an Iggy-type persona … The title, of course, was a clumsy pun upon Jean Genet” David Bowie 2005
Favourite Line – Sits like a man, but he smiles like a reptile
A bright red box speckled by the morning drizzle greeted me when I opened my front door. A heavy heart stifled any excitement or surprise at the mysterious package; the one-year anniversary of my sister’s disappearance saw to that.
An image of the final glimpse of her bright pink sweater through the crowd throbbed in my head.
In a trance I opened the box. My heart jolted painfully.
Folded neatly inside, nestled a pink sweater. I buried my face in its softness, breathing in her perfume. Was she sending a message?
Something dropped to the ground—a neatly severed finger.