The Second Ringer

I've had a script accepted for a new small press comic mag being put out at the end of the year. Yay!

It's an anthology of pulp stories. So, brooding detectives, femme fatales, lost tribes, double crosses and smouldering looks were order of the day.

Did you know this doesn't 

actually feature any postmen?

I'd no idea what to write, so I spent a couple of days reading plot summaries for every 1940s thriller I could find. Then I came up with something that's part Gilda, part The Postman Always Rings Twice. Only with a tiny little dash of, um, The Hidden.


I'm looking forward to seeing it in print.