Children’s TV pitch: Grace Petrie’s Amazing Machines. They kill fascists, and they’re machines. This would by my son’s ideal television programme.
My four-year-old has just coined the phrase ‘vehicles of prey’. Sharing in case the urbanists out there need a new term for SUVs and the like.
I have a story in the next Fiction Desk anthology, out April 28 and available for pre-order now. It’s for anyone who’s ever felt divided, or who can no longer go to their preferred café www.thefictiondesk.com/anthologies/new-ghost-stories-iv.php
My son distinguishes the animated and live-action Blippis as ‘without blood’ and ‘with blood’. I think we should extend this convention to Disney remakes.
We are all made of stardust, but some of us are looking at the gutter.
My son has declared that I’m a baddie and therefore it’s OK to hammer me. I’d tell him off but I know this is just what he has to do to win over Stevenage Woman.
Another lovely Stories of our Lives this month, this time looking at kitchens. My piece may be a little grumpier than usual… storiesofourlivesnow.org/2023/03/28/kitchens/
In my lunchbreak today I need to deliver a typewriter and get a bow rehaired and it feels like I really ought to complete these tasks by hansom cab.
Due to a minor writing error, my son has just made his mum a card that says ‘Harpy Mother’s Day’
Wrote a short piece ostensibly about the entirety of human experience but actually about one particular anxiety markstaylor.uk/fiction/2023/03/a-quick-look-back