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 →
We're just over two weeks into the project, and it's been an absolute privilege to hear so many stories. They're all special, but there's something really trusting when people take the time to show me exactly where their experience happened. Tonight's story comes from Keely in Springfield, who not only told me about the experience... 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 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 →
Way, way back last summer, the wonderful Literary Festival folks announced the theme that they were going to use for the 2025 writing competition— "Home". I'd really enjoyed taking part in the 2024 competition, and had two pieces included in the anthology. One of them, A Lily at the Rose, took on a bit of... Continue Reading →
It's been a strange week. I've spent most of it in my head, writing. I'm working on a folk-horror story (yep, set here in MK!) about an ancient evil that lurks under the ley-lines, and what happens when the careful order of our grid-roads and redways is disturbed - what horrors might be unleashed? I'm... Continue Reading →