This book is nothing at all like Kiki’s Delivery Service, but for a novel unlike anything I’ve experienced before, it’s as good a jumping off point as any. A naïve villager in a big city. A quasi love interest. A lushly realized world. Extreme weather. Talking cats. A tense, airship centric finale. I’m choosing my […]Read Post ›
I have a new story up at Daily Science Fiction! It’s my third publication there, and the first with a conventional narrative structure. It’s a good example of the short stories I like to write these days – very short, psychological sci-fi in the vein of Philip K Dick. I have a few others like […]Read Post ›
My writing buddies at GSFWC wrote a prompt list for Inktober, to be used as inspiration for drawings, writings or whatever creative itch they set a-tingling in one’s skin. I started off in a fairly impulsive, tongue in cheek direction, but things evolved into a bigger narrative (still with tongue firmly in cheek) Drawing’s clearly […]Read Post ›
Well, obviously 2020 has been a relentless waking nightmare of a year, but on a personal level it’s been a relatively good one. As a ‘key worker’ I’ve had the advantage of a steady income and routine, and the bairn has been a source of beautiful variety in the monotony of life in lockdown. Writing […]Read Post ›
Checksum (n): a digit representing the sum of the correct digits in a piece of stored or transmitted digital data, against which later comparisons can be made to detect errors in the data. Merriam-Webster, 2019 I spent a lot of writing energy last year trying to learn how to write stories that would sell. As […]Read Post ›
I’ve not blogged as an author before, so I’ve not done a year-end round-up before. Now here I am, rounding up a year of many things I’ve done this year that I’ve never done before. I’ve been writing seriously (writing with sincerity anyway) for the last 10 years. Its been a largely introverted pursuit. I […]Read Post ›
murals of thunder and lightning auroras compressing and piercing my eardrums to bearhug and claw at my brain till it bursts into murals of thunder and lightning
Incisive scrutin eyes, granted power to see ‘what’ this parliman ‘is’ and ‘who’ she should ‘be’ have come to tear, walking or screaming, her multimeality from its rotting, sedentary, broken but own bone to some safe, secure, sterile, psychiatric home where true voices are silenced and democracies overthrown. Oh voice of the voiceless! Ear of […]Read Post ›
I recently made a beautiful friend in Malawi and wrote a poem about her. She lived in the garden where I was staying. I visited her every day to try and capture all the different facets of her beauty on camera. Her name is Nephila Inaurata. She is a Golden Silk Orb Weaver, so called […]Read Post ›
The crescent moon of a magpie’s breast Half turned to bounce the dazzling rays Of rising sun against your face. It brands your eyes – a winged eclipse With a turquoise gem – Then flies away. Illustration by Lori Love
Don Redwood 