Short Story – Shadowmass

The house around Kurt was extraordinarily silent now that Steven and Rachel were dead.  Usually, there would be the thumping of Steve’s music, or the tinkle of Rachel’s laughter, but no more.  Kurt had exchanged his friends' lives for several blood-stained duffel bags, and he didn't regret it for one moment. The trio of childhood … Continue reading Short Story – Shadowmass


Short Story – Puppet Master

Perched atop a battlement overlooking the primary target’s residence, the black-clad sniper brought the trinoculars up to his face and scanned the pitch-black courtyard far below.  There was nothing to see through the two regular lenses, and nothing to sense through the third psychic magnifier either, save for the fuzzy patch of friendly life coming … Continue reading Short Story – Puppet Master

Don’t Be Surprised at #WannaCry – It was Inevitable

The end is nigh.  Or, more specifically, the end is nigh for those who have ignored the basics of a good, clean, and safe electronic life. Since Friday 10th May, a ransomware product called WannaCry(ptor) has spread around the world.  As of writing this, the first Monday morning has not occurred yet, and we all know … Continue reading Don’t Be Surprised at #WannaCry – It was Inevitable

Velma Grant – 17/09/29 to 15/04/16

My grandmother Velma Grant died on the 15th April 2016 from complications arising from colon cancer.  She was 86.  She was cremated on the 6th May 2016 at Westerleigh Crematorium outside of Bristol. Velma was the most cantankerous, hard-to-please, and emotionally-volatile people I’d ever met.  She could destroy the atmosphere in a room without saying … Continue reading Velma Grant – 17/09/29 to 15/04/16