by Paul Stephenson | Mar 1, 2021 | Books, Self Publishing, Writing
For the last few months, everything I’ve been doing has been tied to relaunching. I’ve redesigned and relaunched my Blood on the Motorway series, and I’m relaunching my Sunset Chronicles books as a new monthly serial. Hell, I’ve even completely redesigned this...
by Paul Stephenson | Feb 24, 2021 | Books, Cover design, Self Publishing, Sunset Chronicles
One part of launching the new Sunset Chronicles serial that’s great fun is that I’ve got a load of new covers to design. I got really into digital art and cover design a few years ago when I redid the covers to my first series, and I’d say I almost spend as much time...
by Paul Stephenson | Feb 23, 2021 | Blood on the Motorway, Books, News, Self Publishing
Blood on the Motorway is nearly five years old, which blows my mind a little. What blows it even more is that, even five years on, people are still finding it and getting into my curious tale of murder at the world’s end. During that time, there’s been some incredible...
by Paul Stephenson | Feb 22, 2021 | Books, Self Publishing, Sunset Chronicles, Writing
Sunrise is no more. Long live the Chronicles. I had been intending to release book two in my Sci-Fi horror epic series this month, but the more I got it ready, the more something wasn’t sitting right with it. I’ve been thinking of these as great big sci-fi horror...
by Paul Stephenson | Dec 21, 2020 | Books, Self Publishing, Writing, Writing Chronicles
The cataclysmic shitstorm that has been 2020 makes the whole idea of a ‘look back’ blog post a bit of a pointless exercise, but I’m nothing if not committed – I’ve been doing these accountability posts for about a decade now, I think, and just because I’ve been stuck...
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....
