Prey

The summer had been full of dry heat, marking the fields with the brittle paleness of its passing. From the train windows, each county seemed more drained of vitality the […]

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Not Getting On

‘My son, he reads Terry Pratchett. Have you read any Terry Pratchett? I couldn’t get on with it.”  I daren’t look round so I don’t know what she looks like, […]

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Leaving

Farewells in these times, much like everything else, are rather strange. They have been reduced to thin, insubstantial things, transmitted through a screen and the reedy sound of small speakers. […]

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Scrivener 3

The queue for coffee comes and goes, there is no rhyme to it. Each time I look up it seems to have assumed a different form. Now it is loosely […]

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Great Writers Share

There’s something rather squeamish about the phrase ‘having you in my ears each week’. I wince slightly when I hear it, my shoulders shrugging involuntarily as I cross the busy […]

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Escape to Another World

This long-read felt surprisingly familiar in its suggestions, exploring ideas about the impact of video games, including online multiplayers, on how people approach their lives and how they may or […]

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