My book of poetry about OCD and depression is on special offer today! It normally costs £5 to download it as an e-book, but today you can get it ABSOLUTELY FLIPPING FREE ! It doesn't get any better than that people. (well unless I started actually paying people to read my book but that's a little more... Continue Reading →
Well I thought it was high time I caught up with my legion fan(Hi there Frank - I could just call you of course, but where's the theatricality in that?). They say an idle mind is the Devil's kitchen. Well I say their harsh appraisal of satanic cuisine is hasty and misplaced. Since the launch of... Continue Reading →
They told us of a cure, an answer to our prayers. They told us it was pure, we promptly tumbled off our chairs. We asked them "Are you sure?", they nodded with blank stares, designed to reassure us, and to stop us splitting hairs. Excited by the lure, we stepped into their snares. This torture... Continue Reading →
A leader should be cut from special cloth, to represent and never to ignore, to help the sick and those not so well off, to concentrate on evening the score. Today though we have leaders who dictate, who openly abuse their sacred role, who seek to shift the centre of the weight, towards the few,... Continue Reading →
The Christmas refugees, left homeless & confused, obese & on their knees, they sit & and dribble at the news. The trimmings and the trees, should go but they refuse, they won't stop eating cheese, or topping up their Christmas booze. They sniffle and they sneeze, beleaguered by the blues, a seasonal disease,... Continue Reading →
I lost my auntie yesterday. This Side This place where dreams feel so convincing, a fairground ride through time and space, where death walks hand in hand with dancing, ensconced behind a veil of lace. Left blind in an unkind position, where war and peace sit side by side, a pickle we cannot... Continue Reading →
Well I figured it's time to share a festive poem from my book, Begging the Question: Fibby Pudding As autumn wanes and winter looms, the British finish off a dish. In kitchens or in dining rooms, with wooden spoons we make a wish. You stir the mixture round and round, towards yourself three times they... Continue Reading →
My e-book, Begging the Question, is available to download for FREE until midnight tonight. Download from the UK store Download from the US store It's a collection of over 150 poems I wrote about OCD and depression, with supporting sections discussing these disorders, my journey with them, and finally a controversial look at toxic assumptions... Continue Reading →
My book of poetry about OCD and depression is only free until midnight people. It don’t get any better than FREE now do it? …
On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to meeeee,
an e-book in a pear treeeee.
My e-book, Begging the Question, is available to download for FREE until 5th December.
It’s a collection of poems I wrote about OCD and depression, with supporting sections discussing these disorders, my journey with them, and finally a controversial look at toxic assumptions made about OCD in society.
It’s all my own work, down to the cover. And now it’s yours for free. But only till 5th December.