La dernière bouchée


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

A glistening stream of blood gently wept from the body's jagged holes. The crimson gore sparkled under rapid flash photography as it loosely clung to the wounds. So many wounds. Far too many for this to have been an accident. Under the forensic lights it appeared ethereal. The skin a dull shade of nothing and […]

Continue reading →

Memeweavers


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

[Content Note: Drugs, Violence Sexual Assault, Death] Silphium isn't extinct; it's just a tightly guarded secret. If you go spelunking through the bio-history of this planet you'll find a range of plants which don't make sense. The avocado has a humongous fruit which can't easily be digested by modern animals because it was designed to […]

Continue reading →

The AI Exorcist


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

Asbestos was the material that built the future! Strong, long lasting, fire-proof, and - above all - completely safe for humans. Every house in the land had beautiful sheets of gloriously white asbestos installed in the walls and ceilings. All the better to keep your loved ones safe. The magic mineral was woven into cloth […]

Continue reading →

Ghost Writers In The Sky


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

Everyone on the spaceship was dead. And I can't help wondering if it was my fault. "So, Macy, I understand something funny happened to you while you were filming a scene on your latest movie, right?" The talk-show host is warmly genial and his generous smile hides the dead eyes of boredom. "Hey, yeah! So, […]

Continue reading →

The street finds its own use for the Internet of Things


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

Being the further and various adventures of The Guerrilla Infrastructure Team - a renegade bunch of digital anarchists and freedom fighters who mostly just wish things were slightly better and who would stop at nothing to find convoluted technical solutions to complex social problems. Their manifesto (such as it was) had paragraphs about the correct […]

Continue reading →

Under Electric Candle Light


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

It isn't true that Vampires only live in the dark. Yes, we are obligate nocturnal, but we've always been surrounded by artificial light. In fact, we thrive on the pinpricks of illumination that pierce the night. The long shadows of a fire are our hunting grounds, flickering candles our playthings, a gas lamp was like […]

Continue reading →

Spelling Errors


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

The scream of a hundred days drew to a close and silence covered the land. The choir of villagers were delirious with exhaustion. Some of them had been at the chant for a week without sleep in order to draw God ever closer. The last few months had been spent screaming in a foreign tongue […]

Continue reading →

Tell me, what did you eat last night?


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

"The electric tongue says the soup needs more salt." "It got more salt!" Mothers and daughters have been bickering about seasoning ever since the stone age. One person's "too salty!" is another person's "you call that flavour?!" It is amazing kitchen knives are only ever rarely used to dispatch a disobedient daughter-in-law or to remind […]

Continue reading →

When Doves Cry


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

I spend every day crying for men I've only just met. Way back when, the selling of emotions was a complex affair. My grandmother was a lust seller - although she wouldn't have described herself like that. Bedecked in feathers and fake jewels, she gyrated on celluloid. She's in the background of that Monroe film, […]

Continue reading →

Anyway, the wind blows


Book cover. A distorted Kraken appears on an old fashioned computer screen. Several hands type on distorted keyboards.

Finding the root cause of an incident will always come to a dead-end at some point. We can use various investigatory techniques to ascertain why a part failed or who installed it incorrectly, but that doesn't get to the heart of the systemic failures which led us here today. This has been a time-consuming (and […]

Continue reading →