‘The Love of a Season’ in Winter Tales

Out this week from Fox Spirit is Winter Tales, a collection of seasonal stories and poetry edited by Margrét Helgadóttir. Amongst tales from Jan Edwards, Adrian Tchaikovsky, Eliza Chan, and James Bennett, you’ll find my poem ‘The Love of a Season,’ telling of a love affair between the Earth and Winter. It’s a grand collection – and just look at the splendid artwork from S. L. Johnson below!

Click here to pick up a copy of Winter Tales.


By the way, if you’re in London this week, Margret and James also will be launching African Monsters at Forbidden Planet’s megastore. The latest in the Fox Spirit ‘…Monsters’ series, exploring folkloric myths from different continents, this one also features tales from Nerine Dorman, Nnedi Okorafor and Joan de la Haye. If you fancy a signed copy, do pop along this Thursday at 6pm.

New Poem: The love of a season in Fox Spirit’s Winter Tales

Fox Spirit Books have revealed the line-up for their new Winter Tales anthology. Edited by Margrét Helgadottir, the line-up includes new tales from Adrian Tchaikovsky and James Bennett… and new poetry from me.

‘The love of a season’ will be my first published poem, so I’m immensely pleased that Margrét and the Foxy folk will be putting this one out.

The anthology isn’t due out until early next year, but I’ve got the green light to preview my poem later this month at Fantasycon, where I’ll be reading on the Saturday night. Hope to see you there, if you’re going.

Otherwise, Winter Tales will be out through Fox Spirit Books in early 2016. You can find the full line-up here.

Worldcon: Loncon 3 Debrief

The calm before the storm - Thursday afternoon at Loncon3, by Peter Morrison (Click here for more of Peter's Loncon3 Photoset).
The calm before the storm – Thursday afternoon in the Fan Village at Loncon3. Photo by Peter Morrison.
So to the inevitable con dissection post; a bit of a late one, I’m afraid. Coming straight out of Worldcon into a ten day bout of horrendous Con Flu (and the innevitable deadline catch-up afterwards) left me feeling like that guy who did the London Marathon in a 19th century diving suit: I got there in the end, but the crowds have long since departed, and I can’t quite hear out my right ear yet. Still I have to admit, the epic scale of this con’s aftermath is only in proportion to how wonderful a time I had there.

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