Beware! Beware! Her flashing paws, her slicing claws.

Croydon at night in the mist.

Reading The Bell Jar for the first time. So quotable: "Everything she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my own bones." And such a vividly rendered narrator; not necessarily likeable, but certainly relatable.

Feels like a blueberry pancake breakfast day.

“You don’t really care for music,” Sin-DI whispered breathlessly. “Do you?” Constant in All Other Things, Book 5: Chapter 14 now up on Scribblehub. Enjoy! www.scribblehub.com/read/1150187...

Beware! Beware! Her flashing eyes, her floating hair!

"Later, we cuddled on the sofa. We wore matching, loosely tied kimonos. Cherry blossoms hung in perpetuity, crimson scars against a snowy-white backdrop." - final chapter of _Constant in All Other Things_ should be ready to publish next week! It's been awhile, but excited to bring Book 5 to a close.

Indolent morning cats too lazy to even head outside with the rising sun. (Most mornings, they're clawing at the doormat.)

If you're wondering what our next book is, it's Bottle Blondes by the incredibly talented @transcect.bsky.social. Winner of the 2025 @thetransfemininereview.com Readers Choice romance award... (In progress artwork)

Cat and games (doesn't take her long to fill the vacated spot).

Everyone who doesn't vote the way I think they should are stupid and pretentious and illiterate, says Spectator mansplainer, and it's all women's fault too! As someone outside the demographic this dickhead is targeting, I say: go Greens. spectator.com/article/the-...

Thorns for the win! Very happy with my first run through Slay the Spire 2.

About the only good thing to come out of my recent run of COVID was digging out the Warcry box I never had time to assemble, paint or play. Putting this stuff together's been kinda zen. (Except for gluing those fucking flesh trees!)

I disrupted the cat's slumber.

Do not disrupt the cat's slumber....

After two weeks of Covid, I'm finally finding I can string coherent words together into something approximating prose and dialogue. Hoping to have the ending of book 5 of Constant in All Other Things posted to patreon sometime next week!

www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2026/02... Wtf are they drinking over at the Telegraph?

What exactly is the point of the online safety act if it isn't leveraged against social media platforms amplifying and promoting the so-called "School Wars" plaguing schools and parents this week?

Catching COVID again sucked but it did convince me to dig the Warcry: Bloodhunt box out the closet and finally assemble these Askugan Trueblades. I'm a total neophyte at this; how do people find time to build, paint and play whole armies?

Feline agent of chaos on the loose.

Digging through dusty boxes of memorabilia sometimes churns up stuff like this - no idea who drew it, but doubtless an accurate representation of me, circa 1992.

A fox, curled up under a tree in the back garden. It slept there peacefully all day, glancing up whenever we opened the door to let the cat out.

COVID has me in a bit of a Nurgle mood: assembling Poxwalkers for Darktide. (I _feel_ like a poxwalker.)

Well, that's no fun.

www.wargamer.com/flip-7/could.... AI can generate infinite story plots, too. Still can't write anything worth reading, though.

I built my first and only PC back around 2007. Nearly two decades later, I'm finally tossing the box of leftover bits I held on to 'just in case'.

“You,” I said. “You’re my fantasy.” “Damn fucking right, I am,” Mel said. *** It's so much easier editing after a break. This dialogue in _Constant_ led into a sapphic smut scene, now cut in its entirety. A little sad to see it go, but the book's already well over 120k words in length.

Warhammer might be the epitome of geek hobby, but the rest of the retail world could learn a thing or two from how their shops are run. Went in with my son for a painting tutorial, and the customer service was the best I've ever had: kind, knowledgeable, passionate, patient.

Did _Through the Desert_ need painted oasis palm trees? Yes, yes it did.

Send help. The cat got me. I'm out of tea.

Spoken with the confident delusion of a man who hasn't carried a full teaching timetable in years, pulling a random 95% stat from their ass. More pupils = more marking, behaviour management, etc. Why smaller class sizes are not always the answer | Letter www.theguardian.com/education/20...

I feel seen.

I'm not a samurai. But if I was, I'd like to think my armour would have a moustache. (Samurai exhibit at the British Museum.)

Dizzying display of samurai in contemporary culture.

Kaitensushi @ Kulu Kulu in downtown London. Been taking the kids here at half term break since they were old enough to toddle. Best robosushi around.

Pleased with how these Rohhirim leaders are coming along. One step closer to a fully-painted War of the Ring...

Exquisitely simple, delightfully tense: been too long since bringing. Through the Desert to the table. Knizia's the master of the simple rules, tough strategy game, and this is a family favourite.

The cold, hard stare of a killer utterly fixated on a YouTube hamster.

First try at Warhammer Underworlds, stalwart Stormcast Emberguards smiting craven Skaven marauders. A few errors made along the way but good fun; I like how the different decks really mix it up. (Less a fan of the tiny text on cards - c'mon GW, your fan base paint minis for fun, we're half blind!)

Everything this guy says gels instinctively with my own classroom experiences over the past few years. Especially the notion of "surrender" - how we've adapted our ways of teaching to justify the investment in technology, rather than the tech supporting teachers. www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwbd...

There are worse fates than being trapped beneath a sleeping cat.

I've just discovered / started to post to AO3. You can check out the prologue of Trapped in Amber there, and I'll be updating daily:

Took a game off the shelf to play, and he was right in there to take its place.

Homemade pizza night: how it started vs how it ended.

"That brief, incandescent moment of joy, like a burst of sunshine, experienced in the sound of a name, the sight of myself in the mirror."--> chapter eight of my short novel Trapped in Amber, now up on Scribblehub: www.scribblehub.com/read/2059895...

First world problems: eating a cheese plate at a cheese:biscuit ratio that ensures not running out of one before the other.

Somebody's not happy they're being left inside all day.

Yum.

A bad picture of an awesome game: three-player Old King's Crown, in which The Nobility declared martial law to win a decisive battle and claim the throne. Such intricate wheels- within-wheels gameplay, though I'm still a long way from really knowing what I'm doing.