The Birds And The Bees

I've decided - Thursday is Blog Day. As we've been operating some time now with no ill impact on the environment, I may as well introduce an element of consistency. I'm pitching these Thursday updates for the key it's-Friday-I'm-bored-with-work-let's-surf, everybody-else-has-gone-down-the-pub-anyway demographic.

For those with iPhones, here's a bagatelle for 59p: The Birds And The Bees, as performed at the Toynbee Studios last month by White Rabbit. The story's available from Ether Books, via their free downloadable reader app.

A desperate couple seek medical advice on how to conceive. Crunchy peanut butter just isn't working, and it's all Huw Edward's fault.

I would be most interested in any reader's experience of this, as this kind of publishing is a step into the unknown for all of us. Hell, it's possible you might even enjoy it.

Him next door

Sir Paul shares space with E3 White Male, 5'11"

Does this mean my story is on sale? Does anyone have an iPhone?

Writer's self-awareness exercise

So what did I write?
He prompts me. 'What about you then? I am a navigator of...'
Shan't. Not going there.
'I am a navigator of...?'
I know one or two defensive moves in the ancient art of No Can Do. Move on please.