horror – I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking…What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write.

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I had a car and thought I was doing fine but it took a little ride at the fairground on some merry-go-round that rose and fell with piped music running through my veins to make me realise that I froze with the motion into nothingness. The air was cold. The blood in my veins feltContinue reading “Little Ride”

The Perils Of Onion Peeling

Once Upon A Time There Was A Little Girl. And one fine day she took it upon herself to go to the shop to buy groceries, She took the list prepared by her mother and with the money in her purse went out wearing a hat The sun was shining and her journey was aContinue reading “The Perils Of Onion Peeling”

So, blood guts and gore are OK..Hmmm

Sheila looked up from inside the chest cavity of her victim. Her feline teeth stained red, her whole face blood red only the whites of her eyes like ice lightning flecked with green. Her stance was that of a cat also and she used her legs to gain leverage when she tore with her teethContinue reading “So, blood guts and gore are OK..Hmmm”

Death On the Moor Chapter 3

Smelling bad and festering with yellow maggots and pus in the jellyfied state is how I imagine briefly Myra would look on her deathbed, laid flat on a mortuary slab in an old building with peeling paintwork. I was there looking at her while someone held a clipboard. Then I was thinking about my poster onContinue reading “Death On the Moor Chapter 3”

Death On the Moor Chapter 2

The keys on my keyboard are full of magic. They should believe in themselves! It’s Christmas again and the movies are playing on television as the big day looms ever closer. Hams and Turkeys are flying off the shelves at supermarkets up and down the country. Dads are stocking up on beer and candles andContinue reading “Death On the Moor Chapter 2”

Bird Of Paradise

1234…

1234 Whos that at the door (My imagination) and its probably a giant spider with briefcase, magnifying glass, swimsuit, cook book, and 1234 other things in his hands. which are stuck on like childs afterthought onto the ends of his spindly legs? He is straddling the door hole and has built a sticky web thatContinue reading “1234…”

Five Severed Fingers Found in Supermarket Ready Meal

The Devil. Angels. Fallen Angels. Which one are you? Me I believe I was told at an early age that was ‘the Devil himself’ on more than one occasion. Damian had the number 666 tattooed under his hair in a scar tissue tattoo. Me, I shaved my head and found nothing similar. So I was justContinue reading “Five Severed Fingers Found in Supermarket Ready Meal”

One,Two,Three,Four

Who’s At The Door? It’s Mr Bean, International Man Of Mystery and Intrigue and he has a Pizza For You. Let hIm In. Mr Bean gives you the internationally recognised sign with his free hand rubbing thumb and fingers together. Payment For the Pizza. Pay The Man. I haven’t got any cash. Do you take cards?Continue reading “One,Two,Three,Four”