Showcase

Below is a selection of my short fiction and video game writing. You can find a full list of my public work here.

I’m employed full time at Failbetter Games. I have a limited amount of time available for outside consulting. If you would like to learn more or receive samples of my work, please get in touch.

I work as part of Bear//Wolf Narrative. You can find more information on my work there, as well as client testimonials.

 
 

The Last Clockwinder
Narrative Lead

The Last Clockwinder is a VR game about building contraptions out of your own clones. You are on a mission to repair an ancient clocktower built into the trunk of a colossal tree. Inside the tower, you find a pair of gloves that allow you to turn anything you do into a looping clockwork automaton.

 
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BBC Earth – Micro Kingdoms: Senses
Scriptwriter & Interactive Designer

Micro Kingdoms: Senses is an experiential natural history documentary, narrated by Stephen Fry, that allows audiences to engage in a new way with stories from the natural world.

 
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Where the Water Tastes Like Wine
Contributing Writer

Where the Water Tastes Like Wineby Dim Bulb Games, is a bleak American folktale about traveling, sharing stories, and surviving manifest destiny.

 
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Ten Utterances of the Vampire Word
Flash Fiction
Fireside Magazine, January 2019

A stranger on the tube whispers it in her ear as the doors open. She turns to see two fearful, bloodshot eyes. They’re gone before she can speak.

Photo by Viktor Forgacs on Unsplash

 
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Growing Pains
Interactive Fiction
sub-Q Magazine, February 2020
Editors’ Choice, sub-Q Jam 2019

You are in the garden – a place of memories, of regrets, and of a rather peculiar plant.

Image credit: "20160305-DG7_1749" by zhaohui008008 (licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0 )

 
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The Last Siren Sings
Flash Fiction
'Making Monsters: A Speculative and Classical Anthology'

They never understood what we are. They told stories of how we drowned men and ate their flesh. They called us creatures of desire. How else could one of us best a man but through temptation – stories centred on their weakness, not our strength. A beautiful song, as sweet as honey wine. Pleasure better than any their flesh has known.

But ours is not a song of pleasure. It is a song of power.