This morning I woke up to the news that Kazuki Takahashi - the creator Yugioh - has passed away....

Today I received my hearing aids. To be honest, I was a bit skeptical about it all. Was my hearing really that bad? Was it really--

Last night I was an observer to a really great sci-fi story. Fully fleshed out characters, settings and plot all rolled into a dream.

There was once a movie that scared me as child, giving me nightmares about volcanoes - but I couldn't remember it...

I'm either going to be called super dedicated to one story or really crazy because I write myself into a loop trying to finish an epic quest

Many, many years ago I went to England. It has remained the highlight of my life thus far...

So, I have come upon a bit of a new quandary while writing Surge. As I sat at my café today writing the next instalment....

Insektors was years ahead of its time. I adored this show. I still do. I think it is a work of art.

The first story we shall address is The Dreamstone...I think what drew me to it as a child was the simplicity of the story and worldbuilding

Here is something I have been pondering the past few days. I am one of those people who can watch movies and tv-shows repeatedly...

So, the other day I was sitting down to write the next chapter of Surge and I suddenly realised that I had no idea of the internal structure

The sword hissed by Tyrin’s ear. With a twist he glided past the swing, allowing his bare foot-paws to carry him...

Well, here I am, geeking out about my own imaginary world. Where else to do that but my own blog I suppose.

Fibromyalgia is very deceptive. Sometimes I feel great - that I could take on the world, that I'm finally recovered....

Tyrin bounced eagerly down the long hallway towards the departure room. It was always a treat to visit the shipyards....

So a problem that actively arises from trying to remove oneself from the zeitgeist of the "online world" is that I don't get every side...

I thought that in light of the recent events surrounding the banning - or removal - of several of Dr. Seuss' books from publication...

Light glossed over a round bed and the tiny curled up figure therein.

Prologue Grass, between my toes. I sink into the dampness, crushing the thin blades, and delight in the warm mud that oozes against my skin