British Fantasy Awards

News hot off the presses: Dead Letters, published by Titan Books, has been shortlisted for the 2017 British Fantasy Awards (Best Anthology). I couldn’t have had a happier time editing this book. All of the contributors were a pleasure to work with and their stories were outstanding. I’m thrilled their collective efforts have led to […]

Dead Letters Teaser #17

And We, Spectators Always, Everywhere, Kirsten Kaschock When they finally come back to the playground, the boy is in pain. He does not say so, but affects a slight limp. His left foot makes less viable connection with the balance beam than the right. She holds his hand, failing to register this new asymmetry. The boy’s […]

Dead Letters Teaser #16

Ledge Bants, Maria Dahvana Headley & China Miéville Scores of aspects of my memories, my strength, my powers, were exiled from the world. Which turned out to mean that they were hidden, camouflaged in matter, in lost places, fabled gulleys, reachable only by impossible ways. Hence those years of monster-hunting. You should never underestimate the magic […]

Dead Letters Teaser #15

Change Management, Angela Slatter What would it be like to be loved, to be wooed, by someone like Lucy? Dangerous. Uncertain. Different. Oh, so exciting. There would be no ordinariness, nothing banal or commonplace – no status quo, only constant change. The idea threw a frisson down Eva’s spine that was part terror, part elation. […]

Dead Letters Teaser #14

L0ND0N, Nicholas Royle I wasn’t questioning my view about the likability or otherwise of characters, but I was concerned about what I might be getting into. A widely held opinion is that it is a mistake to conflate narrator and author, yet a convergence of Ian and his narrator was precisely what I feared. What […]

Dead Letters Teaser #13

The Hungry Hotel, Lisa Tuttle Soon I was treating him as if we’d met for the first time that day. I ‘made conversation’, asking him about the band, their touring schedule, and he obliged with answers and anecdotes. He tried to take my hand, and I flinched. We had a late, heavy lunch in an […]