By the time this posts, I should be on my way via planes, trains and automobiles (not to mention the bus to the airport in Edinburgh). It’s hard to believe my fantastic year has drawn to a close. Needless to say, I have no wish to leave Scotland and already have my ticket back. My…
Category: London
Re-Imagining the Olympics
The 2012 Olympics are over. If you weren’t in the UK you might not have been aware of just how transformative these two weeks were. That I’m even talking about it is evidence enough. Like many of my geek and writer friends I’ve often found myself in the position of fighting against the popular attention…
London Fun
A few photos: the Hockney exhibit provides an interesting story. There I was on the last day, joining the 90 minute queue in the rain, when a fellow came up to me and offered me a free ticket for immediate entry. Luck o’ the Irish rubbing off on me. Bonus: I’m featured in the latest…
Publications: Bill is Dead & Chickens
Just a quick word on a couple of things. My sweary sweary story “Bill is Dead” appears in the latest issue of Pulp Metal Magazine. Yes, of course it’s another Fall reference. Also my story “Chickens” will appear in Matt Hilton’s ACTION anthology in May. I seem to have turned to crime. May it serve…
London Bound
Tate Britain I’m writing this on Sunday to post Monday as I’ll likely be in transit about this time; if all goes according to plan I ought to be on the Piccadilly Line heading to Russell Square and my swanky hotel. Hurrah for internet deals! Plans include seeing as many friends as I can, visiting…
Six Sentence Sunday: The Big Splash
I had the best time writing this story. After reading too much P. G. Wodehouse (too much? is that possible?) and some Winifred Watson, I was full of madcap story ideas and thought it would be fun to try to set a story in Jazz Age London. I wrote The Big Splash in a kind…
Know-vember: Barry Leary
I should be in Dublin with Elena and Rod today, which is just as well considering my current guest here: Barry is shy. He’s also an artist. We may have been standing next to each other at the big Rothko exhibit at the Tate Modern a few years back, both gazing in rapt awe, but…
More Moore but Not Ruthlessly So
Saturday kicked off another trip to the Big Smoke with the aim of seeing Mr Moore and his compatriots re-imagine a journey through the English. Apropos, non? We took the train into Liverpool Street station and then stopped at Hamilton Hall for a pint and lunch with Ruth. I love burgers with slabs of real…
London with Four Essex Lads, Alan Moore, and Ruth
Because no one would want to travel ruthlessly, surely: I zipped off to London this weekend because I could. Is there any better reason? Well, I suppose fun and a couple of Alan Moore performances were also a good reason. I got in rather late, so Friday also got a late start but my pal…
BitchBuzz: Björk’s Biophilia
I suppose it comes as no surprise that I love the new Björk album, but wow! What a wonderful little package. The vision of it amazes me: the mash-up of science and myth that makes both magical. I will not rest until I’ve seen one of the shows. Currently she’s playing in Iceland, but I…
K. A. Laity 