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Short Story: Original Sin

My short story, Original Sin has been published on Metazen and is currently available to read.
I’d like it if you could take a look.
You can read it here.
If you like short/flash stories, you should definitely subscribe to Metazen as there’s always lots of consistently good stuff there.
I’m off to find a corner in which to curl [...]

Never Say Monday Again

INT.  HAYES MEGALOMANIACAL GLOBAL DOMINATION HQ – MORNING
GERRY, a ruggedly handsome, goatee-sporting rake in his 30’s (just), strides purposefully into the dispatching chamber. He stands at the bottom of the murder platform and crosses his manly arms.
GERRY
So, Monday... We meet again.
MONDAY, strapped to the murder platform and whimpering like a girl, looks up with tears [...]

The Problem With LEDs

My itty-bitty bit of flash fiction, The Problem With LEDs, has been published over at Metazen.
It will also appear in the Metazen Christmas Story Book which is being sold for charity.  If you pop over and donate more than 15 Canadian dollars (via PayPal) on Metazen, you will receive a printed copy of the book.  [...]

British Short Screenplay Competition

I’ve just heard that my short, WILL, has made it through to the next round of the BSSC.
Hurrah for me.
Last year, I made it this far but no farther. I think it’s a better effort this year so I’m keeping my fingers crossed.
Oh, and hurrah for me.

Nobody likes a smartarse penguin

The penguins glare at me from the shelf.
A dozen of them, maybe more.  They glare and chatter in that penguiny way they have.
“We have classics,” they gloat, “many, many classics.  Great works; wonderful, worthy works full of magnificent, moving, powerful prose.  Prose that changed the world, that shaped imaginations and perceptions and lives.  Prose that [...]

I Sat Through That? – M. Night Shyamalan

I could have taken the lazy way out and written a column on each of three Shyamalan films for the next three weeks but, instead, I’ve done a triple-header.  So, pop over for a. longer than usual, column of Shyamalan bashing – specifically, The Happening, Signs and The Village.
I Sat Through That? – M. Night [...]

I Sat Through That? – Planet Of The Apes

New column available over on Flickering Myth.  This week, Planet Of The Apes.  Not the original, the one where Charlton Heston’s a dead, duplicitous, right-wing monkey with a gun as opposed to – oh, never mind.
I Sat Through That? – Planet Of The Apes

Column: I Sat Through That? – Castaway

Yeah, yeah, it’s got Tom Hanks in it – doesn’t mean it can’t be bad.  Look at The Da Vinci Code.  Hanks is fine in a Hanksy sort of way – he’s fat, he’s thin, he’s beardy, he’s clean-shaven, he’s the man of a thousand faces and bellies.  Castaway is still a bit pants though.
I [...]

I Sat Through That? – Meet The Parents

Possibly a controversial one this week as, for reasons utterly unfathomable to me, many people seem to think Meet The Parents is frickin’, head-falling-off, hilarious.
It’s not.
This week’s I Sat Through That is now available.

I Sat Through That? – I, Robot

I, Robot?  No beer?  That’s not a recipe for a good evening.  Unless you like complaining, that is.  Guilty.
In this week’s I Sat Through That? I consider I, Robot.  You know the one.  Yeah, the one with all the ads in it.  It’s got that Will Smith in it.  Yeah, him.  The ‘welcome to earth’ [...]

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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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