This is a film about David Rickerby, formerly detained at Her Majesty’s pleasure for the crime of armed robbery, formerly living on the streets of Denmark, currently publishing works of fiction, currently with a solid plan for the future.
I’ve been trying to make myself sound professional on LinkedIn but, rather than simply batter myself to death with the keyboard, I decided to have a little fun with the Honors & Awards section. Either the result is the best thing I’ve ever written or I really ought to get some sleep. Continue reading A one hundred word story about work
How’s your reading? Does it give you headaches? Perhaps you need glasses. Do your lips move? Doesn’t matter, because I need a couple of people who can match the noises coming out of their mouths with the corresponding symbols on the pages of a book, just like back when books were thrilling accounts of all manner of adventures which people in coloured hats were having. Continue reading 50/50 share in proceeds for Northern lass and Southern lad able to match mouth noises to written symbols
Here we go again.
What began as All But One of Those Lights in the Sky are Dead and very nearly became Fucking Danish Girls sorted itself out once I’d started pretending to be an unhinged lesbian living in the future. I hope it’s as enjoyable to read as it was to write.
Paperback out now; eBook too (with dodgy looking preview—cheers, Amazon.)
Thanks for reading xX
It’s Dave’s birthday tomorrow and there’s a cunningly subtle clue in the title of his latest work as to his age. Since editing poetry is like fashioning a ladder out of live cockroaches, this is pure Dave, his own unadulterated pure self. I just made it look pretty.
If you haven’t already, check out his Facebook page.
Halvtreds and his previous three novels are all available here.
Thanks for stopping by xX