Books and Stories by Voinks the author
Picture the scene. You’re a lonely writer, slaving away by candle-light in a spider-bedecked freezing attic. (OK, I write fiction) 😀 And then you meet other authors slaving away by candlelight in their own… well you get the picture. And then, you don’t feel alone as you make new friends. And then, they ask you to …
The ability to read and write is often taken for granted, but have you ever stopped to consider what it must be like? Over the years I've know several people who for various reasons were illiterate, and it's helped me understand a little of the daily trials they face. Do you want to know which train …
It's been a great week. Not only was it my birthday, but I was a guest on Linda's Book Bag discussing Spirit of Technology , and to top it off, one of my stories has been accepted for the anthology 'Flashpoint' to be released by Clarendon House books shortly. You can read what Linda and I got …
I wrote this story some years ago, but recently decided to post it on social media, before current world news made it strangely appropriate. Several people asked for a follow-up; watch this space for developments. 😉 Johnny had always been a wimp, which was not surprising considering his upbringing. His father walked out when …
The recent discovery of new planets which could support life reminded me of this story I wrote a few years ago. I firmly believed there could be other civilisations living on alternative planets, and was proud to be involved in the development programme to reach beyond the stars. We managed to create transportation to finally …
Writing can be one of the loneliest professions. Even if we're not stuck away in the proverbial attic our quill pens or laptops are not the friendliest of company. Luckily the 'family' of authors are one of the most supportive groups I've ever come across. Having been there, done that and bought the printing paper …
Where are we now? Yes he was an icon but that’s not how I remember David Bowie. Weirdly I found myself writing this as if we had met in the street after so many years and were having a catch-up chat. Thinking back to the old days, as Elvis would have said “Memories.” By the …
