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The ‘My Writing Process’ blog tour

Rock Concert

Yay! I’m on tour. When I was contacted about the tour I immediately packed up my Premier drum kit, Paiste cymbals and towel; started dreaming of groupies, hotel rooms and hot rubber on asphalt; and said goodbye to my wife. However, as you know, it isn’t that type of tour, (now unpacking, saying hello, but still dreaming). It’s the ‘My Writing Process’ blog tour which I can do from the safety of my writing pad. I would like to say thank-you to the gorgeous and erudite Michelle Augello-Page, author of the potent Into The Woods anthology, and editor of the online zine, Siren for inviting me on the tour , and also for giving me the opportunity to discover how uncomfortable I feel writing about myself. If you haven’t read her enlightening interview then please find it here. Now, put your lighters in the air because here come the questions.

What am I working on?
I have two projects keeping me busy. I am in the throes of editing my first novel, which is about the transformation of an old soul into a rebellious angel and a family’s struggle against the supernatural forces that are converging because of it.  Secondly, a new short story which has almost trickled down through my fingertips and onto Word. I admit now, that I’m slow starter. The piece will explore Love: its motivations, its strengths and its extremes.

How does my work differ from others of its genre?
Mmm, I think I plan to evade this question by giving you an insight on what compels me to write horror fiction. I seem to display the darkness within people because it is there, not buried or shut away by shame, but lurking in the shallows. I try to delve into the common-place and sprinkle shards of glass into the ordinary, the mundane, the routine to see what is reflected. What I find, I write down. But here’s the thing, when I’m crafting a story I struggle with the urge to insert humour because I have a comedy writer inside me who is tickling the dark fiction writer to death.

Why do I write what I do?
To attempt to thrill the reader and give them gooseflesh. Blame that on my Grandmother because if I stayed up late with her to watch old black and white horror movies I would get a glass of milk stout as a treat. It was at that point, rigid with fear on the sofa watching Boris Karloff and Bela Lugosi, that the genre secured a little piece of my soul.

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When I was drafting The Handwritten Journal for the Serial Killers Quattuor anthology by JWK Fiction, I decided to write it from the serial killer’s perspective. Despite never being a fan of this genre trope, I had written about one before – in Guardian Angel – but this time, because I was writing in the first person, it felt a lot more intense. For me, it was quite a disturbing experience which made me uneasy and forced me to think about how far one goes to deliver the horror. Interestingly, the story has also become one of my favourites. Perhaps that is why I write what I do: to explore my own boundaries and my fears as well as to chill my readers.

How does my writing process work?

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It begins with notes. The first ink on a fresh .doc is usually a piece of dialogue or a simple sentence that has no context. Once I have that, I immediately push myself to continue writing and give it a meaning. It may not make sense and most of it may not be used but the act of writing produces more ideas which I quickly write down before they burst like bubbles from a kid’s bubble stick.

After a few pages of notes, I would hopefully have the beginnings of a plot, so I begin researching which uncovers more possible threads, characters, and twists that I I jot down.

It’s probably worth mentioning here that this doesn’t happen smoothly or in one session, but eventually I get to a point where I am able to begin writing the story. I’m always tempted to change things paragraph by paragraph but I try to avoid editing until I have finished the first draft as it interrupts the flow and is arguably time-wasting at this stage.

Even though writing time is fitted awkwardly in between the stack of miscellany in the Life drawer, I get to the point where I have something that I think is probably the best story I’ve ever written. I then give it to my wife to read. Succinctly, she informs me that it is probably not the best story I have ever written, so I go back to editing.

I’ve learned that returning to a manuscript is crucial. Upon receiving a rejection, I  used to think somewhat arrogantly, how could they not like it? I would then open up the submission and concede that if I were a publisher I wouldn’t have accepted it either. So, in conclusion to my writing process, I always ignore the piece for as long as I can, maybe even starting a new project in the meantime, then I reread with the intention of doing a final edit.

Next week, June 30, 2014, authors, Jo-Anne Russell and Simon Williams will answer these questions.  Be sure to read their interviews by clicking on their blog links below.

Jo-Anne Russell is a horror writer, who loves all things macabre. Her bizarre sense of humor has gotten her into a few awkward situations. Luckily, she has a very loving and supportive husband, and children, who come to her rescue. Her works have appeared in anthologies such as: Death Awaits – A Scarlett Nightmare, by Harren Press, Behind Closed Doors, by Wicked East Press, Monster Gallery, by Static Movement, Suffer Eternal Vol. 3, by Horrified Press, The Old Sofa, by Brazen Snake Books, and others. Her debut novel The Nightmare Project, is the first in the Dangerous Minds Trilogy, and is available now. Read Jo-Anne’s interview here:

Simon Williams is a writer based in the UK whose work broadly falls into the fantasy genre but also contains many elements of horror and sci-fi. His main works are the Aona series of dark fantasy novels, of which three have been published so far- the fourth book is due out by the end of 2014. He has also almost finished his first fantasy book for children, Summer’s Dark Waters.  Read Simon’s interview here:


Writing Pigeon

Francisco_de_Goya_y_Lucientes_-_Witches'_Sabbath_(The_Great_He-Goat) 1798
Witches’ Sabbath by Goya (1798)

One month ago, I said, “I want to write a story about a witch.”

Detail of Departure of the Witches by Falero (1878)


From then on, I sat at my computer and squelch-squerched through the internet mire to glean a little about these terrible ladies of legend and folklore. I found an excess of images of either seductress or crone (mainly seductress – no surprise there), along with pages of charms and herbal remedies, broomsticks and familiars; but I found no story.

Salvator Rosa-witches at incarnations
Witches at their Incantations by Salvator Rosa (about 1646)



Anthony Frederick Augustus Sandys Morgan Le Fay
Morgan Le Fay by Anthony Frederick Augustus Sandys 1864

I talked to a practising Wiccan with whom I work. I read about black magic and white magic and sort-of-grey magic and fluff bunnies, but still had a cursor flashing the seconds away on a blank .doc.





Many times, I bemoaned to my wife: “Witches are a pain in the arse.”

Jason and Medea by John William Waterhouse (1907)


I even set it aside and wrote another piece. When I returned to it, guess what? Yes, there it was! The cursor still waiting for my input.

Maximilian Pirner Hecate
Hecate by Maximilian Pirner (1901)


Then the pigeon came.

It had come to me before – not the same one, because we are talking many years ago. I was in College and the bird was sitting in the tree outside my classroom window during a test. It did the same thing a week ago as it did back then, and with that in my head, I started typing.

The story is now finished. Maddie, a witch, has been conjured in a fiction dark. And a lesson has been relearned: Just write, because the act of writing will tempt the story onto the page and save your partner weeks of listening to your laments.

Happy halloween


Some kind words from readers and editors:

  • “[Nash’s] writing is poetic and lovely. It is also creepy and immersive, and the build up of dread is palpable.”
  • “Intriguing, mystifying and deeply sinister.”
  • “I was holding breath for the entire read.”
  • “terribly authentic”
  • “rich in ideas and kept me riveted.”
  • “A long and thought-provoking story… and one which stretches the genre.”
  • “Macabre magnificence”


I live with ghosts in the south west of England. I’m a member of the Nameless Writing Group, and I write dark fiction. You can find a list of my publications, and also links to a couple of free reads, in the Fiction category in the drop-down menu.

Reviews of books and stories that sing are in the Creased Spine Bookshelf (that’s in the menu, too).

Thanks for stopping by.


Writing about thinking about writing the next novel.

Luckily, there are thoughts inside my head.  Those that have been in there a while have put their feet up, and are either stroking their pipes or stoking the cats curled on their laps (or should that be…).  The recent thoughts have no such intentions.  I have plots whirling; twists of plots twirling; six characters swirling, one of which is dancing with swords, (oh, that will not end happily); beginnings bullying; conclusions in denial; chapters clamouring; scenes holding their breath to get all the attention. I have to release these thoughts; these children; these ingredients into the pot.

So I have dragged out the Cauldron of Doom (otherwise known as a Word doc named Notes), given it a clean with a moist cloth and lit a fire.  When the pot is hot enough, I shall add my thoughts, season the broth with terror and dread, then simmer for twenty days, stirring occasionally.

This is not the cauldron of Doom.  This is the Gundestrup Cauldron.  If I had a Cauldron of Doom it would look like this.
This is not the Cauldron of Doom.  This is the Gundestrup Cauldron.  If I had a Cauldron of Doom it would look like this.

While we wait, find out more about the Gundestrup Cauldron, by clicking on the next word recipe