
A short story inspired by the magic of video games, with a dash of Irish mythology.
A short story inspired by the magic of video games, with a dash of Irish mythology.
Historias que resuenan en Santiago de Compostela.
Un curioso encuentro entre dos tipos de peregrinos.
A recent trip to Berlin, via Easy-jet and German literature, made a deep impression on me.
Melancholic Celts surrounded by happy Spanish people… ah, it’ll be grand.
A story written in the style of Jack Kerouac. So yup, stream of consciousness nonsense that might threaten to mean something.
A story written in the style of Jack Kerouac. So yup, stream of consciousness nonsense that might threaten to mean something.
Normally, I give context to the piece. This time, I’ll let the poem speak for itself.
A poem about walking around the city, through the different parts and around the different people.
Hipster sausages, hipster prices – it’s all food for thought. Excuse me dear, I’m hungry tonight. Leopold Bloom, Ulysses.
Excuse me dear, I’m hungry tonight. Leopold Bloom, Ulysses.
A story that will be published in a forthcoming magazine – Saints & Bullshitters.