The first short story of the year. This one I intended to lead into something else, but like with a lot of things the story wanted to go elsewhere. I’m very pleased with the result. Considering that I’m having a rough day right now (read: tempted to start a revolution) this actually made me smile whilst editing it. I hope this cheers you up too, if you need it. Thanks- J.C
If you don’t know what the Coffee House Interviews are, they’re a series of fictional interviews with my own fictional characters, taking place in a fictional coffee house overlooking the River Mersey. This one concerns one of my oldest characters, the puppet master himself, Mr Monty Morfasson. At the time of our interview, however, isn’t quite the magnificent bastard he is destined to become…
All good things must come to an end, and so it must be with Aunt Mable. Two and a bit years ago she came shuffling out of the fog and now it is time to say farewell with one final epic chapter and the concluding part of the Sound Of Music arc- At the climax of the penultimate part a German bomb had fallen on the concert and now, amidst the flaming rubble, Sister Seline makes one last bid to kidnap the children.
And oh yeah, Merry Christmas!
(PDF Download if you don’t want to read this now/online: The Chase
I tried for days to get the picture for this story but every time I tried to get it something was going on in Powis Hall- A funky disco, people hanging around, graduation ceremonies… This afternoon (Saturday) I finally managed to get it. Yeah, that’s THE hall featured in the story. See if you can spot what Seamus is alluding to in the painting. Anyway… Last time we ended on a bit of a cliffhanger. Arthur had been shot by the evil nuns. There’s another problem though, and it’s the song for the concert.
(Downloadable Version: Call of Marwolaeth)
A recap was too long and ridiculous to write so I’ll just tell you where we’re up to- A nun tried to break into the castle, got attacked by the bird which now roosts on the clock in the hall, fled across the mountains and fell over the edge of Aber Falls. But why did she break in? In order to find out, the children have been tasked with snooping around the convent under the guise of a choir… See how many things mentioned in ‘My Favourite Things’ you can spot in this one.
(PDF Version: Aunt Mable-Morfas Singers)
Well, it’s now December and round here that means one thing… CHRISTMAS STORY TIME!!!! This year I had a double task- I had to A) Write something that harked back to the beginnings of this thing of mine and B) Send Aunt Mable out on a high. Since the original inspiration behind the children was that scene where the Von Trapps are introduced in The Sound of Music it was a no-brainer. So grab a few of your favourite things, climb every mountain, eidel your weisses and snuggle up to the nearest lonely goatheard because this we’re answering that age old question: How do you solve a problem like Maria?
We begin in the summer of 1943 where there’s a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall and the bell in the steeple too. And up in the nursery… Oh Jeez!
This is the second story of the F***in’ Manchester D****eads series, or more specifically the second verse of the first canto because I’m being a pretentious twit and labelling it like you would a piece of music. Anyway… Welcome to the Canberra Cabaret!
The Morfaverse is not just about the Morfasson family or their entourage, it’s about the world in which they live. Sometimes that world is a bit crazy and is full of dragons and flying Morris Marinas and weird, inexplicable happenings, but it is also our world, complete with all our worries and our problems and our societal BS. Some of the stories in this literary universe of mine find themselves grounded in the quagmire of reality and this is one of them- F***in’ Manchester D****eads. The world we live in is changing. The old is being pushed out, and not always for the better, and this story is about that. It’s about Manchester and how it is changing, how old Manchester is giving way to a scary, not always all that nice, new metropolis. Eventually, I hope, it will be six interlinked cantos of six parts (I’ve only written the first one) and today and tomorrow I’ll be releasing the first two parts. The remainder of the first canto will be out in the new year.