Stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes
Some places feel as though they've been woven together from moments in time. You walk in, and something catches — a flicker, a feeling, a faint sense that the past isn’t quite finished here. That if you looked closely enough, you’d see threads running between then and now, drawing forgotten moments tight against the present.... Continue Reading →
Before Revenants on the Redway began, I thought I’d have to hunt for stories. I imagined long walks, obscure Living Archives searches, knocking on doors. What I didn’t expect was how many stories would come to me. Or, more unnervingly — how some stories seemed to be waiting for me, just beyond the edge of the light.... 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 have a strange relationship with Easter. It always feels like it should be a more special, more significant moment in the calendar but it's really not for me. Most years, I just appreciate the long weekend off work and the chocolate but all too often it leaves me feeling restless, as though I'm missing... Continue Reading →
Hello folks! I've got some news for you all... I'm launching a new project. I've been pondering lately — well, I ponder a lot, all the time, but recently I've been more thoughtful than usual. This blog has been going for ten whole years. One of the stories I'm working on at the moment has... Continue Reading →
It's the day after the winter solstice. We've just had the shortest, darkest day of the year, and made it through the longest night. I don't follow any particular spiritual path - I'm one of those annoyingly open-minded people who just thinks that everyone should be nice to each other, and if they have a... Continue Reading →