If you fancy lots of weird British SF then this could well be the digital bundle bargain for you. Storybundle’s latest includes novels by great writers such as Adrian Tchaikovsky, Stark Holborn, Lavie Tidhar, Adam Roberts, and even EJ Swift’s The Coral Bones, which was one of my favourite reads of last year; it’s currently… Continue reading Our bundle of green
This morning my long-time publisher Unsung Stories announced they are coming to an end in the summer. There’s a press release that goes into the reasons for that. I can’t just feel incredibly, selfishly sad about this loss; I’m keeping in mind my sheer joy and gratitude, shared with all of their writers, at having… Continue reading Happy/Sad Unsong
Good grief, time has gone past. I’ve been working on a lot of different projects which have yet to get to the point where I can start shouting about them, and I would really love to shout. But while I’m still mainly in stealth mode, I’ll deactivate my cloaking device and peer out from behind… Continue reading Hiding in the Cloisters
It’s not out until September, but it’s probably okay to get excited now about an anthology of short stories featuring the kind of morally grey and probably a bit weird ground I like. I’ve contributed a story that touches on my love of superheroes. It’s called Peach Pit and it’ll be published by Dzanc Books… Continue reading Peachy
A gorgeous Czech language edition of Skyward Inn has been published, and I wanted to show off a copy: It’s very strange to think of all the words inside that small book flowing from my head to a translator, and then on to these pages. Many thanks to all at Solaris who arranged it, and… Continue reading Travelling Objects
There are many ways to be haunted, and here’s a good one – take my online workshop in writing about spooky houses, and I’ll spend a couple of hours looking pale and scary on your screen while we create buildings in which we wouldn’t want to live. Places for ‘How to Inhabit a Haunted House’… Continue reading Haunting Time
Was I distracted? For some reason I read a lot less than usual this year, and didn’t finish many things that I started. I blame myself. I think I’ve played a lot more games, board and video, and had a resurgence of watching older horror films that I hadn’t seen in years. Hammer and Universal… Continue reading My favourite reads of 2022
Have you ever bitten down on wool? He lost his scissors, that Christmas Eve, and had to stick the final strand in his mouth, sawing it between his teeth until it separated and gave. A nugget of fluff lodged itself behind his tongue. He took himself off to the bathroom, used floss, rinsed, spat. Glanced… Continue reading A Christmas Yarn
There’s a sweet spot, about a foot from my nose, where I can read without my glasses. Further away, and everything is a blur. Closer, and the letters start swimming around, forming their own patterns. But in that sweet spot, everything gains clarity, and there’s no effort to seeing the words on the page. The… Continue reading 2022: The Year of Long and Short Sight
I don’t know how I managed to miss this, but while I was paying no attention the Drabblecast ran a story of mine for their regular Lovecraft month, which can appear at any time and stay for many months, sometimes. I love that kind of month. I’m always very pleased to be Drabblecasted, particularly on… Continue reading Unexpected Expanding
Aliya Whiteley 