The end of the world came quietly last week and landed in the sea. No one’d noticed a mediocre meteor, or saw what was crawling from it. Humanity was busy … Continue reading Alex makes a phone call.
The following is the (split) opening scene of Ghost, my third novel in the Tabitha Trilogy. (So absolutely it’s spoilers, if you’re thinking of trying Tabitha first.)
In the world in a country in a city in the park old Sergei Volinov was drinking juice. Not just any juice in fact but Doctor Waltzfelder Armorgrade’s Patented Day-Glo … Continue reading Short story: Mr Volinov