Well, hello. What a delightful surprise. Come in and make yourself comfortable, browse some books, read an article or two, and relax. There’s nothing of harm here, just a few stories that will stay with you. Perhaps make you think and possibly haunt your dreams.
Yes, alright. They’re mostly dark stories, sometimes seasoned with a little dark wit. Apocalyptic horror books need a lighter side, but the humour has to be sparingly sprinkled. Speculative fiction, tales which deal with everyday cosmic horror and post-apocalyptic scenarios, rarely feels right unless it reflects the full range of human emotion. The fleeting joy, quiet horror, and terrible suffering of being alive. The prospect of death and what lies beyond, they’re the things which define our shallow and wonderful existence. Don’t you think?
Books
A library of shadows. Shelves stocked with books that have an eerie and unearthly quality. Apocalyptic and postapocalyptic tales. Old school, quiet horror and cosmic horror stories that stay with you long after the reading is done . Novels, novellas and short stories.
Bio
Best known as an independent author of horror and apocalyptic fiction. There’s no doubt that books and stories are close to my heart, but I’ve also many years experience as an (anonymous) copy writer, web content creator and consultant.
Social
Catch up on X (Twitter) or Bluesky or check out my Goodreads Author page.
Blog
Sporadic blog posts and articles. From random thoughts to serious opinion pieces and more besides. Interesting stuff about literature and creativity. Horror and apocalypse, reading and writing, books and writers, art and inspiration, television and films.
The Scaeth Mythos
Dark forces swim below the surface of our world. They change shape, but never go away. Sometimes, they break through. The walls of reality are thin. In places, they’ve been hollowed out and are infested with terrible things, entities from beyond time and space.
The Dead Boxes
The Dead Boxes are scary objects. Ordinary on the surface, but look a little closer. You could have one and not know it. Be very careful. They hold miracle and mystery, horror and salvation. None are the same. Except in one regard. You don’t need one, even if you think you do.
The Ferine Apocalypse
The City flu pandemic. Countless fallen, gripped by an unknown affliction. Hope is all the few immune have. Hope that the collapsed will wake again. But waking is when the real nightmare begins…
