Ask a writer – or an artist or musician – what they think of AI and there’s a fair chance they’ll wax apoplectic. But I really don’t think it’s anything to get our knickers in a knot about, and here’s why. The usual argument goes like this; I work my creative juices to the bone…

What if I could be you… Could be the start of a creepy love song – but it’s actually the idea behind my just-published novel, Crawly. In a small country hospital, a boy lies in a coma, his mute sister by his side. He will never wake. Inside the catastrophe that is Aarav’s brain, a…

At Random is a collection of short poems about love, lust, loss and life. Here’s Plain Girls, a poem about what life can be like for those of us who aren’t born hot.

Wouldn’t she? Sometimes, it’s not that simple. Babies born in the brothels of sixth century Byzantium don’t live long. So when Anastasia’s sworn enemy Macedonia tells her that the daughter she bore when she was thirteeen somehow survived, and is living at the court of the Vandal King Geilimir in north Africa – she doesn’t…