Music
My production work, lyric writing and guitars contributed to the 2025 edition of Jupiter Loop's seminal trip-hop album not just being remastered but completely re-imagined with lush textures, driving synths and sultry vocals.
Transmedia Alchemist
Conferences, training days and seminars are great ways of re-focusing. Removing yourself from normal environments has a way of crystallising experience. Even as a delegate or guest speaker you soon realise that there is an element of chaos at work, as no matter how well you prepare your notes, like all live events, anything can
WordPress iPhone Plugin
photo credit: keso This evening I updated the site to the latest (2.3.3) version of WordPress. It was all very painless (something one comes to expect from WordPress) and started to examine areas of increased functionality for this blog. I recently started something similar, reviewing Movable Type’s extendability with my Reality Architecting blog. The first
Writing Industries Conference
I am a delegate at the Writing Industries Conference at Loughborough University on Saturday 9th February, 2008. The event, which covers Science Fiction and Fantasy, Poetry and spoken word, fiction and general non-fiction, as well as Commercial and literary fiction is now sold out.
iPhone Wallpapers
Anyone with an iPhone soon realises they’d like some different wallpapers to take advantage of the luscious display, so here are a few I’ve recently created. Right-Click/Save As to download the full resolution picture. Then just add them to the folder you use to sync photos to your iPhone and then select your favourite as
Voodoo Man (writing workshop)
Taking a selection of headlines cut from newspapers and magazines I was immediately drawn to the two words that inspired this: VOODOO MAN I met him at the crossroads. It was dark, almost as black as his own tattered skin. The rain had just finished, exhausted in its efforts to fall and leaving a dry
Eleventh Day (writing workshop)
photo credit: fat dad Parchment leaves curled in regiments Await a Kaiser’s reach, Ignore the feet of children Kicking into oblivion Their warlord, London-bred natures. Where the boys tread An eddy born of cobweb wind Raises the elementals Brings faeries from their woodland beds To fling secret, invisible threads Of wild-eyed enchantments, Hope and featherd
Clear Skies (writing workshop)
photo credit: YoHandy The weather was my last Connection to you; Blown inside-out, I’m lost, Wet-through In the torrents Of watered-down passion Pulled to the starry heights of everything-will-be-all right clouds I gather up my thoughts, Wrapping them tight inside like an approaching storm-front Unable To subside, Unable To ride out the weather. The weather
Writing Workshop (John Do-be-quick)
photo credit: alex__w Today’s workshop consisted of writing a number of words (a name, a place and four descriptive ones) and then passing these to another person to use as the basis for their writing. This writing had to be produced within a time limit of ten-fifteen minutes. My words (courtesy of Ken) were: John