by Paul Stephenson | Nov 9, 2020 | Blood on the Motorway, General, Politics, Self Publishing, Sunset Chronicles
I never particularly thought of myself as an optimist, certainly not as a young man. The world was terrible, and most of those who sailed in her. But that was a front, an affront to the reality crafted out of some strange notion that despair was the cooler option....
by Paul Stephenson | Oct 2, 2019 | General, The Time I..., Writing
There was a time, just after I left my University town of Sunderland for the more vibrant climes of North Yorkshire, when I gave my childhood dream of becoming a journalist a good hard try. It ended up in the unlikeliest of places.The year was 2003, and Britain was...
by Paul Stephenson | Sep 4, 2019 | General, Movies, The Time I...
My daughter is just starting to get into horror, mainly as a result of the recent remake of It and the immense popularity of Stranger Things. I’d love to say that having a horror-loving father (and mother) has also had an impact on her, but that’s really not the way...
by Paul Stephenson | Jul 29, 2019 | Books, General, Writing, Writing Chronicles
It’s all go here at Hollow Stone Towers (my kitchen table) at the moment, so I thought I’d let you know where things are with the next few books I’m working on, when things are due, that sort of thing.SunriseBook one of the Sunset Chronicles has now been sent to my...
by Paul Stephenson | Jul 8, 2019 | Books, General, Movies, Music, Self Publishing, TV, Writing, Writing Chronicles
Photo by Hal Gatewood on Unsplash My new book, Sunrise, the first book in my epic Dystopian Sci-Fi series will be out in less than two months. That’s pretty exciting, and a little bit terrifying, if I’m going to be honest. But as I ramp up, one thing my readers have...
by Paul Stephenson | May 30, 2019 | General
Photo by Nik Shuliahin on Unsplash Around this time every year I do the same dance. It’s the end of another season of football, and so I look back on countless hours spent locked away watching a bunch of millionaires kicking around a piece of inflated...
