Apocalypse

Depending on who you talk to, the Apocalypse is either the end of everything or the end of life as we know it. Me, I never imagined that when it finally happened, it would be like watching paint dry … Regardless of whether we are in THE Apocalypse, certainly by definition we are in ANContinue reading “Apocalypse”

Open letter to Gerry Butler II

Dear Gerry Twenty-five years almost to the day since your mythic departure from Scotland. Twenty-five years since we parted company and my life was turned on its head in ways even you could not possibly imagine. You helped make me the person I am today, so for that you have my heartfelt gratitude. Thing is,Continue reading “Open letter to Gerry Butler II”

High Altar

A LONG long time ago in a far off town, some friends and I were invited to a swanky party at an abandoned Victorian monastery that had been converted into a corporate events venue. Rumour had it that back in the day the monks used to run their own moonshine. II ON FINDING ourselves aContinue reading “High Altar”

Open letter to Gerry Butler

Dear Gerry Twenty-five years almost to the day since your mythic departure from Scotland. Twenty-five years since we parted company and my life was turned on its head in ways even you could not possibly imagine. You helped make me the person I am today, so for that you have my heartfelt gratitude. Thing is,Continue reading “Open letter to Gerry Butler”

THE LOST SECRET (first two chapters)

For reasons that I won’t go into here (full story here), I have decided to scrap any attempt to sell my ‘mini-book’ on Amazon. Why it’s only two chapters and only on Kindle needs too much explanation. Instead, it is available here via the link below. This may be temporary, it may be permanent, IContinue reading “THE LOST SECRET (first two chapters)”

Who needs drugs?

Let’s go on a day trip. To the country?’ No, not exactly. We just nip to the place where the very walls vibrate their way from being oh-so-matter-of-factly Georgian and into a realm of bristling auras and dizzy spells and sages who know there’s a very fine line between heaven and hell. . The BeastContinue reading “Who needs drugs?”

The Cairnpapple Mystery

Take me to Cairnpapple, where the stars knowingly wink and the sky drops little hints of more universal love than it knows with what to do, where spy satellites blink – in disbelief perhaps of what they know is true. . I hear the earth moves at Cairnpapple, trembling to her very core. Some primalContinue reading “The Cairnpapple Mystery”

Brothers in Arms

TO THE strains of Dire Straits, I am surrounded by battle in its last throes, a sea of mud everywhere. These fields of destruction, baptisms of fire, I’ve witnessed your suffering, every man has to die … But not just yet. A trapped horseman is pulled from between his fallen mount and the mire. Am I theContinue reading “Brothers in Arms”

View from a Clifftop

WHEN I reeased the first instalment of my memoir three weeks ago, I was already in a quandary. I had two selling points (USPs): one the story itself, the other the identity of my master catalyst. The latter was always going to be the bigger draw in the longer term but I was wedded toContinue reading “View from a Clifftop”

Coming to Amazon 16 July 2020

The long wait is nearly over … VIEWED as a case study in archetypal psychology, this brave and frank memoir explores the role of consciousness in shaping our destinies, backing up Carl Jung and Joseph Campbell’s insights into the very essence of the human and universal psyche. As a piece of storytelling alone, THE LOSTContinue reading “Coming to Amazon 16 July 2020”