I Will Surround You: Table of Contents

Coming soon from Undertow Publications… I Will Surround You Stories by Conrad Williams Manners Trash Polka * The Closure f/8 The Jungle The Devil’s Interval The Hag Stone Blizzard Crypt † The Offing The Fox Shaddertown Raptors Cwtch * Rain * Original to this collection † Originally entitled ‘Wait’ Advertisements

I Will Surround You

My third collection of short stories, I Will Surround You, is to be released by Undertow Publications in October this year. The collection will include short stories published in recent years and will feature such award-shortlisted fiction as Rain, The Fox and Raptors. There will be two original stories especially written for the book: Cwtch […]

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 is alive!

It’s always a thrill to receive a box of books in the post. And it was especially satisfying to open this parcel, if only because it meant it hadn’t gone missing (which I was convinced was going to happen). The books are lovely; Titan have done a beautiful job. It seems like such a long […]

Advent Stories #10

A DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES As Muntin walked by the abandoned shop, its door opened. Nobody came out. He walked this road, Lyndon Lane, every day yet had only cursorily been aware of the building into which the door was set. Now he studied it afresh. The awning was a plastic affair, painted to look […]

Advent Stories #8

OUTFANGTHIEF At the moment the car slid out of control, Sarah Running had been trying to find a radio station that might carry some news of her crime. She had been driving for hours, risking the M6 all the way from Preston. Though she had seen a number of police vehicles, the traffic had been […]

Advent Stories #7

f/8 Up ahead, the trees gave way to a field edging the final row of cottages before the Derbyshire hills and the brittle January night took over. The road was visible for a little way but there was no moon. Behind him, the lights from Manchester formed a thin meniscus of pale orange. Tommy felt […]