Where Were You?

Where Were You?

Where Were You Where were you when Kennedy died? Can you remember when the shot got fired? I was a kid just six years old. But I remember, I remember Oswald. I remember the place, I remember the time, I remember something was lost. Where were you when Elvis left? The king is dead the radio said. I was twenty-one and newly wed. But I remember. The King is dead. I remember the place, I remember the time, I remember something was lost. Why do I remember, Death and tragedy? Why do I remember, These days so clearly? Where were you when John got shot? Shot by a fan, imagine

The McDonald’s Vampire

The McDonald’s Vampire

I have been asked numerous times why I don’t write in popular genres such as romance, paranormal, vampire, urban fantasy or stories that involve wizards and pixies. Well, the honest answer is that I am just plain hopeless at it. But in an attempt to pacify the calls, here’s a good example of why. The McDonald’s Vampire Reggie tried to stay cucumber cool, but with the prospect of his life changing moment arriving unexpectedly, he could only manage a sixteen year old, hot and eager to trot type of coolness. Agatha had taken him by surprise in accepting – over the last munches of cold MacDonald’s French fries – his

I Have Found A Huge Gold Mine. My Old Blog Posts.

I Have Found A Huge Gold Mine. My Old Blog Posts.

I have found a forgotten treasure trove of blog post ideas. Sometimes the obvious is just too obvious to notice. Let me explain. A couple of months ago I moved (this) my very old blog to a new home. Well, to a new domain name that seemed like a good idea at the time. It gave me the chance to update lots of boring technical stuff like https and a new theme and everything you are probably not interested in at all. But I did it anyway. That I have moved my blog at least four times in the last ten years should have made me more practised, but as with all

A Bad Apple After Steve Jobs

A Bad Apple After Steve Jobs

It was a sad day for me, as it was for millions I suppose when Steve Jobs passed away. However, that was some years ago now, and I think I am well over my grieving. It may be connected, but I think I am also over wantonly donating my credit card limit to Apple too. After years of being an Apple freak, Apple aficionado and Apple devotee, I have recently completed my first whole 365 day year, totally free of an Apple purchase for the first time in quite a number of years. Not even a set of ear buds. So why have I changed from being a mega-paying disciple to a