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This one had an odd gestation in that it is based on a recurring dream I’ve had all my life. Child, student, adult, the same basic scenario cropped up of my travelling through narrow passages in old houses and, a couple of years back, it came to me again. Only this time the dream was an angry rant about modern consumerism ruining old stuff. As I’m sure happens in your dreams all the time too.<\/p>\n
Other than being a sign that I’m getting old this inspired me to try to write down the feelings I was getting from the dream and, eventually, it evolved into the published story. Initially there was a lot more of the dream, i.e. passages and non-sequitur weirdness but thanks to the lovely and clever people at the Glasgow Science Fiction Writer’s Circle that was (sadly) cut to let the story that it morphed into appear.<\/p>\n
Also inspirational was the Old Fruitmarket in Glasgow which I went to while initially writing this and got distracted from the band looking at the ironwork. <\/p>\n
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Now, while I have you here, not only is this out today, but, as previously mentioned, you can also find a story of mine in A Quiet Afternoon 2 which you can find here<\/a> on pre-order, although the pdfs go out in only a few days time. <\/p>\n And, since I’ve been having that sort of year which I promise this it the last of, a further reminder that back in April I also had a story out in New Maps which you can find here<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I hope you enjoy and that the next time you’re down the shops you consider the alternatives on offer and if you can get to them by a door half way up a wall.<\/p>\n
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