General Ramblings

Mind-boggling Enormous

Why do people wish for immortality? I don’t know about others, but for me I blame science fiction. Doctor Who, Star Trek, Star Wars, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, and the list goes on. All of those are to blame. I’d love to see the universe and hope like hell it’s like something the crazy free-wheeling type of place we’ve imagined it to be. I can sit and stare at a full moon and feel despair because we’re not even close...

Mimic Madness a Finsbury Park mini by Morgan Hobbes

Mimic Madness: A Finsbury Park Mini

This is a follow on from my previously published short Finsbury Park, so if you haven’t read that you probably should so you know who the characters are. Finsbury Park was in his living room watching a foreign movie when a loud crash came from his kitchen. He jumped up and ran to investigate and found, to his great disappointment, Mister Universe standing there eating a biscuit. “No, no, no. Whatever you want. No,” Finsbury said. “At least hear me...

What’s in a name?

This week’s blog is on pen names, pseudonyms, non de plumes, whatever you want to call them. People have different reasons for using them, but my reason centred on the fact I always have to spell my surname whenever I give it to someone. So much so I don’t even bother saying it now at first. When people ask my name (say on the phone) I reply “I’ll spell it for you” and then pronounce it for them. Anyway, I...

Stay Puft

Ghostbusters Reboot

It seems I may be in the minority on this one. I’ve read how there’s a huge chunk of the internet hating on the reboot of Ghostbusters, but after watching the two trailers I’m kinda excited to see it. I’ll be the first to admit the first trailer that dropped didn’t wow me that much. That said, I think they’ve done a better job with the second so much so my wife and I were ready to pack the kids...

Have Shovel - Will Bury by Morgan Hobbes - Cover Image

Hybristophilia

I learnt today “Hybristophilia” is a sexual attraction to serial killers. I didn’t know there was a word for it, but apparently there is and that’s what it is. If you haven’t yet read my most recently published work Have Shovel – Will Bury you may be wondering why I bring this up. If you have, then you know there’s a character in the story who is very fond of serial killers (hence the tagline: “Murder. Blackmail. True Love.“). I didn’t know...

Blastoff!

Thwarted by a Two-year-old

It’s hard to stay cranky at kids when they start counting along with you. Like all parents my wife and I spend a lot of time teaching our kids to count and the alphabet etc., so when we’re giving them to the count of five to do something (or more often than not to stop doing something) it’s very off putting when you say “one….” and pause to let the count sink in, and they follow on with “two… three… four…”....

Whisky Tasting

Anyone who knows me knows I love a good whisky. I was inspired to write this after recently buying one and reading the back of box it came in. I have to assume the back of the bottles and boxes aren’t lying to me and there are people who can distinguish a dozen distinct flavours in a glass of whisky. I for one cannot and frankly I have a hard time believing that anyone can. I mean take the following...

Periwinkle

Found Things

Most people know the old joke about kids, how you can buy them the best toy or one they’ve been after forever and most of the time they’ll get as much enjoyment, if not more, from playing with the empty box. Same thing goes for found things, apparently. I’m writing this because today I was reminded of something that happened just a few days after last Christmas. I had just picked up my youngest from her cot and she cried out...

Flash Fiction | Drowning (A to Z Challenge)

Alone she lay underwater. Bubbles rose to the surface. Cold water engulfed her. Death would arrive soon. Every moment of life flashing by. Fish startling as she thrashed. Gone was hope of survival. Holding her belly. Infant inside she would never know. Justice she hoped would come. Killers deserve it more than most. Lovers who lie maybe more so. Murdering those they once loved. No more after this would she suffer. One last thing, couldn’t hurt to try. Pray hard...

Flash Fiction | Djinn and Tonic

This is a short exchange between a Djinni and a character named Tonic. I’ve been kicking around an idea for a short story involving a Djinni for a while now but have been trouble developing the overall story arc. So while I let it percolate away in my subconscious, here’s a little bit of fun which doubles as a bonus blog entry for this week. Djinn and Tonic “Don’t you ever get bored?” Tonic asked the Djinni. “Sometimes, I guess,” the...