Hi all, I wrote a book called Birdsong - it is a collection of short stories about birds, to put it briefly. If you have a weird fascination with birds you’ll probably love it, and if not you still might have some fun reading it. You can download it for free here Big thanks if … Continue reading I’ve published a new book
I've seen many sights, but not the one I require. I've see many sights: Sparrows stuck upon barbwire, on the walls of a Qatari villa. Pigeons fed beside Caulfield station, on the charity of a lonely man. Seagulls starved and fighting, on the steps of St Paul's. I've met many but sung to few. I'll … Continue reading Untitled #2
One bird, Two bird, Three bird, Four... Has the nest stirred? I've lost the score. Could have sworn, there was one more.
Ignis renascitur “Get up,” said the Sergeant quietly. We all jumped out of our bunks with no man hesitating to stretch or yawn, within a few moments the RAF barracks was alive with movement. I smiled to think of how the drill instructors used to shout and scream to get us out of bed. Now … Continue reading The Phoenix
Anas platyrhynchos I've never seen the world like this before. Dawn was moments away and only a sliver of light crept up behind my Pa and I. The lake reflected the soft wisps of cloud above as the creatures wake and go about their business, but in a manner I have not witnessed before. Of … Continue reading The Mallard
You have stumbled upon this book. I know because stumbling upon this obscure book is the only way you'll find it. There are few translated copies but only one original, hidden away in a secret. Don't ask me where, I was blindfolded before I was taken to inspect it - so even if you torture … Continue reading Introduction by Sir Quincy Archibald
A good rest was all I needed. Now with my tired old back stretched out, I can tell another tale for you. It’s a tale I’ll need vigour for. Vigour and strength are required because of my obligation to punch anyone who calls me a liar, or questions the true events of this story – … Continue reading The Parrot
Something was enormous moving below. I could feel the vibrations in the water. Ropes of flesh began floating upwards. With every flash of lightning, red and bleeding they reached closer to us. Out of the darkness, where the limbs came from, a glowing red disc sizzled as it had just be taken out of a … Continue reading The Puffin (ix)