That older generation stayed together. Not anymore.
Did they take their secrets to their grave?
This was one of the first stories that was ever accepted for publication. It was a good one, a magazine called Verandah, Issue 25. Can't recall the exact year of publication but the story was written in 2009.
The story ended up in my first Story Collection, Pseudo Stars in 2017.
'I shuffle
along the horizontal planks of the Jetty. One, two, one, two, like a rusty
train. I don’t remember the gaps between the planks being so large. I
know it’s based on my perception, which has changed. I feel it this year.
Nobody wants to admit that they’re old.'
What did you think? How do you feel about long-term relationships? About getting older?
Like many, (Oct. '25) I'm being turned off AI, but I made this video earlier in the year. Much has changed in that time. I did try to source original footage/photographs but the story was just too long and I couldn't find enough. As you will see, I used a mix of real and AI.
One of the real ones, utilised in the video
In future I will steer clear as much as possible from AI. I will certainly always be transperant upfront, unlike some con artists.
What is real, is that every word was written by hand, like all my work.
Far from new. It's simply dressed in new clothing. Hypocrisy is as old as behaviour itself.
I Woke Nightmare
I woke to a Woke Nightmare
And I was running through the street
With mini flaming comets and comments zinging past my head
Accusations and demonisations
And I thought, how can this be happening?
I know I’m white and male and straight
But I’ve done so many decent things
I’m a decent person.
And then I realised that so many of my 'dreaded ilk'
Were similarly of my disposition
And always were
And then it clicked that the opposing demographics
also
Were of the same ilk,
And that 95% of them were also decent people
And that the 5% of arseholes
That we all suffer through
Were of all colours and genders and everything else
Despite the opposite of which I’d heard so much.
And then I realised that the truth didn’t match
The singular cries of hysteria
And It clicked.
That’s all it was
Hysteria
Based on a sexism and racism I didn’t believe even
existed
Until Now.
I woke
But the Wokeness continued
Until the finger pointers got their way
As that’s all they wanted
In the first place.
A power hungry creed
Using suffering
As currency.
April 2021
Apparently 'isms' have divisional values. It's okay for one. Not okay for another.
Call me old fashioned, or new fashioned. I'm against bigotry, in any form. Simple.
The word hypocrisy entered the English language approximately 1200 with the meaning "the sin of pretending to virtue or goodness". Today, "hypocrisy" often refers to advocating behaviors that one does not practice.
My writing (and directing) career never took off the way I'd hoped. (Dreamt of for decades, since childhood).
The below quote is something I need to remember. I gave it all (I was capable of). In retrospect, I probably didn't have the confidence that others have and didn't push it as hard as some would. I emailed, submitted, rang etc but bravado can get you in the door, even with little to no talent. Seen it many times.
Still, I had some successes. Many stories and poems were published and some books too, though the novels I had to do myself. (A lot remains unpublished and perhaps, never will be). The point is, I have a body of work to say, I was here.
27 year old headstrong Siobhan is on a journey, in part of discovery of herself, as she negotiates a series of strange relationships. Where she ends up, is not where she expects.
Part satire, part artistic exploration, Owned is a full-length play based on the concept of the power dynamics in relationships. Of course there are some that are on (mostly) equal footing, share responsibilities, have respect etc, yet there are an awful amount that have one more dominant that another, especially in the working world.
Thus, someone is Owned.
This mostly satirical play, was written in 2017/'18. It's also dramatic and disturbing in parts.
I tried to get it produced. I thought it would make for a good piece of low budget, independant theatre but I was unable to secure enough support. Though I had directed a couple of short plays, (and quite a number of short films), I didn't want to direct it. I was/am, more of a writer.
One director I approached turned out to be a major narcissist. No suprises there. The artistic world is full of them. He never even looked at it. Blessing in disguise. His work is subpar.
So I hand it over to you, to download, or read at your own leisure. My Pleasure is your Leisure. Or some such thing. I do hope you like it. It's snappy, witty, disturbing with a couple of mysteries at its core. Like much of my work, you can make your own intrepetations. I always make space for the reader to inject themselves into the work.
Here's the opening few lines. The setting, a small party. Siobhan and Drew are late twenties, working class.
DREW
That’s the question.
SIOBHAN
No, that’s the answer.
DREW
Ah no. That’s posing a question.
(demonstrates)
With a little hook at the end.
SIOBHAN
No. It’s a way to back someone into a corner.
DREW
In what way?
SIOBHAN
It’s stating something in a particular way to measure someone’s
intelligence. Mine.
DREW
I’m not responsible for your insecurity.
SIOBHAN
(not so
annoyed)
Fuck you. I’m not going there.
DREW
I can’t help it if you’re not up for the challenge.
SIOBHAN
I’m above trying to meet your agenda. I’m not going to be judged
by you.
DREW
I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.
SIOBHAN
You’re being condescending Drew.
DREW
(puts on Jack Nicholson voice)
You can’t handle the truth.
SIOBHAN
You’re a dick.
DREW
This I know. I also know…
SIOBHAN
...that you’re a dick.
DREW
…that you can’t answer my question. But… clearly way above your
head.
What's the relationship between these two? Who owns the power?
This is merely the first few lines. This is Siobhan's story. She will soon cross paths with a ambitious man called Milos. Does he want power, or her? What is he really after?
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Things seemed to have turned again. It's the inevitable backlash. People could only tolerate so much outrage. Especially while pumping out their own form of discrimination.
Really, I should have put this out ten years when it would have had more impact. But then I would have been branded a bigot for questioning it. I guess that's the point.
There was no justification for the hate then. And there's no justification for what we're seeing now. Cancellations and assassinations.
'If you want to make the world a better place, look in the mirror and make that change.'