Thursday, 26 June 2014

The Face

Welcome to Wales and all the terrors that lie therein. It's a land of beauty and ancient mystery, of dark, swirling mists and mountains.

I have a tale for you. It's called "The Face" and it's about one of my favourite places in Wales, a lovely waterfall called Pistyll Rhaeadr. That's it there on the left. You wouldn't think anything bad could happen there, would you? Well, even the most beautiful places can harbour ancient evil.

My story is about a girl who discovers something very strange in her photographs of Pistyll Rhaeadr. She's convinced she can see a face in the changing currents of the falling water. Her boyfriend Owain and his brother Gareth see it too but they don't seem to find it strange. That winter the entire waterfall freezes solid and Gareth, the adventurous one, decides to climb it.

That's all I'll say about it. If you want to know more - well, you'll just have to get the book, won't you? You won't be disappointed, I promise. You're always in good hands with Paul Finch. And just look at that list of contributors! Reggie Oliver . . . Simon Clark . . . Stephen Volk . . . Tim Lebbon . . . Ray Cluley . . . Gary Fry . . . Oh - and John Llewellyn Probert, of course.  :-)

I'm certainly looking forward to reading all those stories myself. Although it might make visiting my Welsh in-laws a little more . . . unnerving.

Tuesday, 17 June 2014

Tentacular Spectacular

I hope I'm not tempting fate by posting about it before I hold the actual book in my hands. But I *have* seen photographic evidence on the Interwebs that it exists so I'm taking the risk. (I'm just too excited not to share!)

Two years ago I announced the inclusion of a story of mine in the Chaosium anthology Steampunk Cthulhu. And at long last the book is finally out!

Here's a tiny taste...

As the door closed behind her she became aware of a dank and pervasive smell. The interior of the shop was entirely at odds with the beautiful corsetry on display. The surfaces were furred with dust and the walls were spotted with ichorous yellow stains and tufts of fungus. Lucy pressed a lace handkerchief to her face and she was just turning to leave when she saw the book.

On a battered lectern in one corner, a large volume lay open. Curious, Lucy inched closer, realising as she did so that the book was the source of the stench. Its crumbling pages were warped and stained and the stand beneath it dripped with foul water. But although she was repulsed, Lucy found herself peering closer at the open pages. The spiky text was presumably some foreign language but it was the drawing that really intrigued her. A peculiar multi-legged creature hovered midway down the page, its single monstrous eye seeming to stare directly at her from the depths of some awful abyss.

       The oppressive smell was making her lightheaded and she backed away slowly, determined to get away from the book. As she watched, the creature’s legs seemed to wave like fingers. Was it levering itself up out of the page?

It's available from and

Friday, 13 June 2014

Sunday, 8 June 2014


I can't believe it… My ballet giallo "Death Walks en Pointe" has been nominated for a British Fantasy award for best short story of the year! I really like that story a lot and I'm very proud of it but I never imagined it would be shortlisted for the award. I have some very intimidating competition and I wish them all good luck. May the best story win!

In other exciting news, Best British Horror 2014 is out and I have my contributor copy at last. And what a beautiful (read: horrific!) book it is too. I've already read quite a few of the stories included and it's a fantastic line-up. I hope it does really well. Maybe this time next year will see it garner its own nomination...

Congratulations to all the other nominees!