Strong-hearted stories, dark & funny

SEVEN STRANGE STORIES

Delighted that these seven stories have been published by Tartarus Press this year. The following is an excerpt from Little Black Eyes and Tiny Hands:-

‘He shuddered at the sight of the crude paintings, and drew in a breath. No particular odour came to him as he stood there, although he remembered that the room had smelt of something repulsive years ago. A great deal of the roof was missing and he could look up at the blue and reassuring sky, and know that soon he’d be gone from the place.

He became aware quite suddenly that other people had trespassed into the house as well: he saw that plastic bottles and pieces of paper and cardboard were littered across the rubble-covered floor, and against one wall, he spied a set of three candle stubs with a crude symbol painted above them in black. The thought that the man who so frightened his proud grandfather had modern devotees, made his stomach lurch.’

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SMOKE PAPER MIRRORS, A STRANGE AND TENDER STORY

There are not many books I think about for too long after having read them, but Smoke Paper Mirrors by Anna Tambour is an exception, because, although much of the novel mirrors real life to some extent, in the end it becomes a very strange book indeed. Apart from which, Tambour’s writing has a richnessContinue Reading

Oothangbart, a Subversive Fable for Adults and Bears

Excerpt from Oothangbart: ‘What was it to you, Mr. Poseidon?’ someone shouted. Donal paused. ‘In Bristol nobody would ask me questions for the sake of making themselves feel better about this matter or that. A fellow could have all sorts of odd ideas and feelings and nobody thought anything of it. A fellow could be himselfContinue Reading

WHO OWNS TIME ITSELF IN OOTHANGBART?

I was looking through my old Oothangbart notebook that I used to take to work with me hoping to find a date or at least to find the year in which I first started putting the novel together. But, I couldn’t find any such thing. I guess it must be because I live so muchContinue Reading

OOTHANGBART, A SUBVERSIVE FABLE FOR ADULTS AND BEARS

‘‘In the beautifully isolated Oothangbart, order and organisation,  hierarchy and custom, and the regular flying of kites ensure that each finely mapped hour of each planned week are as predictable and reassuring as the last. One Donal Shaun Hercule Poseidon, a citizen of middling rank with no greatness in gait or demeanour, is not soContinue Reading

SPOOKY ENGLISH SEASIDE TOWNS

I had to visit a small English seaside town to take the book shop some copies of my latest novel, Oothangbart, a subversive fable for Adults and Bears, and I was hugely relieved to finally get out of the place. I had to wait for the bus for over half an hour after it shouldContinue Reading

LAUNCHING OOTHANGBART

We held the launch for Oothangbart in just about the coolest event space you can imagine, right in the centre of Bristol in an old building full of texture and character, a place called The Forge that has become very popular with creative people. I was what you could call ‘alert’, that means not exactlyContinue Reading

BENEATH THE SURFACE

This is not a piece about writing directly, although I might use elements of the experience some time in a future short story or novel. It’s a recounting of some of my thoughts on a recent short holiday on the island of Zante, or Zakynthos in the Ionian Sea. I had purely by accident bookedContinue Reading

Writer Rebecca Lloyd