Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
Tonight, we’re going to be heading back to Stony for a deeply unsettling story. This time, it's about a house that seems to have been cursed by water, fire, and a restless spirit. I knew that sooner or later, I'd encounter some dark corners of the grid, but before I start Rita's story, I’d like... Continue Reading →
My day job, for the time being at least, is being in charge of all the surveys that go out to students at the Open University. Collecting and analysing data is my bread and butter, so when I had this idea for finding and sharing stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes, it was... Continue Reading →
I’m delighted to be able to share this, the first true story from my Revenants on the Redway project! Confession time—it was a little scary, and not just for the reasons you’re probably expecting. To be honest with you, I never expected to find myself a custodian of spooky stories. It’s all sort of just—happened.... Continue Reading →
I really love that the MKLitFest gives themed prompts for their competitions - I had great fun coming up with stories for the 'Tales from the City' collection, and the 'Dreams for Llamas' and Christmas themes were great to write to. However, I really struggled with the prompt for this year's collection - "Home". Of... Continue Reading →
Ever since I found a collection of strange carvings etched deep into the bark of the trees here, I've always found Shenley Wood a little eerie. There's something about walking the deeper pathways of this dark ancient wood that can make you forget you're only moments away from the city - it feels like a... Continue Reading →
You may remember that I wrote about my experience of finding the old abandoned Devil's Den farmhouse over by Grange Farm? Well, that inspired a very short, very spooky story. I'm delighted to be able to share that it was picked for inclusion in the Milton Keynes Literary Festival's "Dreams for Lammas" writing competition, and... Continue Reading →
In a clearing at the edge of Shenley Wood, I found these deep slashes cut into the bark of a tree stump.
There's an underpass in Milton Keynes that doesn't go anywhere.... I wonder why?