Stare Into Space

About Me

Gerry Hayes is a garret-dwelling writer subsisting on tea, beer and Flame-Grilled Steak flavour McCoy’s crisps.

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Recently, my work has (or will) appear on (or in):

  • The Whale In The Room – 10 x 10min play – Resonance FM (co-writer)
  • The Man-Eating Beast Of Wimbledon Common – Dominic Stinton directed short film (contributor)
  • Recorded For Training Purposes – BBC Radio 4

My prose-type stuff has been here:

  • The Problem With LEDs – Metazen Christmas Book and webzine
  • Original Sin – Metazen webzine

Also recently, I have managed to blag my way into the following:

  • Red Planet Prize 2008 – Finalist
  • Movie Mogul Fund 2008 – Finalist
  • British Short Screenplay Competition 2009 – Quarter Finalist
  • British Short Screenplay Competition 2008 – Quarter Finalist
  • Rouge Wave Short Scene Competition – Winner

Somehow, too, I succeeded in duping the BBC into inviting me to their BBC Comedy Writing Workshop in March of ‘09.

As well as the odd post here at Stare Into Space, I also write regularly for:

And wrote a bundle of articles for this place:

  • Flickering Myth – Movie Blog and home of (among other things) my movie-rant archive.

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Oh, and I don’t technically live in a garret, although I do write in a converted attic.  The tea, beer and crisps thing is true though.

Gerry Hayes

Gerry Hayes

I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and debase my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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