INFECTED CONNECTION Blog

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Spoons

*Warning. This post may include death.* *May. I said may.* The other day I was behind the counter in the cafe where I work, doing important things involving spoons. I find that most things...

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Brick Breaker

Yesterday I got stuck on the toilet. As entertaining as bodily functions are, I’m the kind of person who needs a little extra entertainment in the bathroom. Sometimes I like to read a chapter...

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The Great McDonald’s Expedition of 2013

I’ve just returned from a lovely week in the lovely France, where the lovely Miss-Matic and I attended the lovely wedding of a lovely French couple, who were, quite frankly, lovely. While we were...

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Unexplained Bruises

Picture this, if you think it wise: After a long day – or even a short day – of being a person who gets stuff done, I like to get myself a beverage, take...

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The Pizza Beast

A couple of doors down from me lives a pizza beast. The pizza beast lives exactly where you might expect a pizza beast to live – in a pizza shop. The pizza beast and...

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Creepy Toad Ornaments

Right now, as I type this, a creepy toad ornament is looking at me. This particular ornament is a little smaller than the size of a fist, made of dark wood. The upper jaw/head/back...

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Dropping Things Again

I’m good at dropping things. So good, in fact, that sometimes my natural dropping-things instincts kick in when I’m not even trying. This is usually fine, except when I’m holding a thing – especially...

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Applause

I live opposite a pub – which would be great if, a) I was deaf, b) I could afford to drink, and c) it wasn’t full of morons. Unfortunately, none of these things are...

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Infected Connection

Ladies and gentlemen, cats and dogs, cakes and confectionary products everywhere. I am pleased to announce that my novel Infected Connection is now available as an ebook. There’s a NEW trailer! There’s a website!...

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Self ePublishing

It’s time. I started writing about 12 years ago – which translates to approximately 1.5 years of writing, and 10.5 of furious and intense procrastination, masturbation and staring out of windows, waiting for fiction...