Hiding Behind The Couch Series

 
 

HIDING BEHIND THE COUCH is a series of novels and short stories about a group of nine friends - The Circle - who first met at school.
They've been described as the literary equivalent of 'Take That' - there's a character to suit everyone.
Why not dip into the story and see what you think?

Fiction

I write character-driven stories, but they can be about ANYTHING and I don't like to stick to one genre. Thus, there's some CONTEMPORARY ROMANTIC FICTION that's LGBTQ+ (i.e. it's about people, people!), plus a little SCI-FI FANTASY of the amateur quantum physics (time travel-ish) variety and a little HISTORICAL FICTION too!

Not Fiction

I'm a social scientist, interdisciplinary - identity politics, gender and sexuality, social/political psychology; ethnographer, deconstuctionist, discourse-analytical...free-floating, unapologetic in-betweeny.
It's my fence, and I'll sit on it if I like. (The personal is political.)

From My Blog

31st December, 2018

To all the books I wrote this year... (2018 roundup)

In 2018, I wrote 214,592 words. :)That's not a bad total word count for the year, but it's my lowest since 2012, and the six years since are in almost perfect negative correlation with the output of...

23rd December, 2018

New Release: The Advent of Reason

20th December, 2018https://www.beatentrackpublishing.com/theadventofreasonBlurbA weekend in an ancient castle and a murder-mystery game that becomes all too real. It’s safe to say Josh’s plans...

3rd December, 2018

The Lost Mitten and the New Son-in-Law

So, I haven't blogged for a few weeks, and I'd like to blame my youngest daughter's wedding.I'd like to, but I can't.She and her new husband (who made me cry so many times on their happy day it's...

Spotlight

Goth of Christmas Past

"You're my dad," she said. "When I said real, I didn't mean it like you're not, you know?" She put her fork down and fake-sobbed into her hand. "I'm so messing this up."

"You so are," Kris agreed.

"Sorry."

"Missy."

"Forget I said anything, OK?"

"Missy, look at me."

Turning half towards him, she shut one eye and grimaced.

He sighed and shook his head. "Real dad or not, I know you're mine when you only open your mouth to change feet."

"You're not mad?"

"I'm not mad."