Publishing on Amazon is a tyranny.

You sign up, prepare your final draft, and translate it into a format an e-reader can, erm, read. Continue reading “Patronised.”


Reading State

Over the last few days I’ve been constructing a video for my Patreon page. I’m quite proud of it so far but it needs more time.

So today, instead of a that, I’ve got an excerpt from Iain M. Bank’s short story collection, The State Of The Art. Anyone who knows me, knows that I love this man’s books. This particular story takes place within the vast confines of his Culture universe.

Go out and buy a copy. In the mean time, here’s me reading a little bit just for you.

Mum’s The Word

This post is largely addressed to my Mum. As one of my closest and most supportive, er, supporters, I’m fairly sure that the only medium she follows me on is this. This then, is a call for her to get over to YouTube and subscribe. You should too. I mean, if you want. No pressure.

So, Mum, you know that I do the vlog on YouTube? Of course you do. You watch it and give me positive, sometimes funny feedback. Well, there’s a new thing I’m doing. It’s mostly called ‘Tim Doesn’t Know Anything’ and I used to make it just for Instagram. I would get bored while out waiting for a client and amuse myself by making something that I thought was funny.

Somehow it’s become one of the most loved things I do. My two biggest fans are friends who moved to New York. I imagine them saying things like ‘Hey, I’m walking, here’ and then buying doughnuts and coffee. I’m hoping to visit them at the end of the year.¬†They recently told me that these short videos bring them joy when things get tough.

In line with this I’ll be posting a new Tim Doesn’t Know Anything at 5pm every Sunday. It’ll always be a minute long as that’s the maximum video length for Instagram. If you head over to YouTube and subscribe you’ll never miss a single one.

Mum, I love you. Thank you for being positive. Thank you for believing in the words that I say and the actions that I take towards my future.

My Dear Fellow

When friends come to Bristol one of the first places I take them is Cabot tower. With panoramic views across the city it starts the visit not only with a climb, but more importantly, a wide eyed model-like experience of the surrounding area. Continue reading “My Dear Fellow”

The End Of The Beginning

2017 has been year zero for the rest of my writing life. It has been the year that I got an editor, the year that I got a manager (and then lost her), the year that I started this blog, and it has been the year that I first started vlogging. Continue reading “The End Of The Beginning”

American English


I’d picked M up from Gatwick early on a Friday morning. The sun came up as he landed. I set the cruise to legal plus a little and we warped the hundred and fifty odd miles back to Bristol.

Continue reading “American English”