I write in prose, and it’s true enough that in one way or another most of
what I write is telling a story. Not everything I do looks like a novel or
even a short story: I would write poetry because I certainly want to be
able to write lyrically, but I feel more comfortable formally in prose,
where the basic unit is the sentence rather than the line.
I’ve included some occasional short pieces here. Click on any of the links
below and you’ll be prompted to open or save a PDF of the full text.
Despair: published in The Folkestone Anthology, a meditation on faith
and lost opportunities.
Shoreline: a short meditation on nature, permanence, and the bridges
we try to build to each other.
The Voyage: another story about faith and purpose (I’m a lapsed
Catholic), imagining the journey of the Irish monk St Brendan in a
coracle to Iceland.
Marking Time: a hybrid piece, somewhere between poetry and a prose
meditation, about the end of things (relationships and life). Actually this
one is certainly not a short story, with illustrations running to something
over 100 pages. If you plan to print it out click here for a paper-saving
format. If you intend to read it on a screen click here for an optimised
I have a few other projects in hand, including Still Water, a novel I
thought I’d finished but which needs more work (don’t they always). I’ll
post more here when it’s done.
This image is a painting by my brother Mark, created in response to “Waiting”, the first part
of Marking Time. The piece is carefully autobiographical, considering how we make sense
of our lives by making stories of them, the past contained in chapters or anecdotes.