Dm gillis and lost ironies, 2012 -2015. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to dm gillis and lost ironies with appropriate and specific direction to the original content. Lie to me, I have said to the voices.

The gang wait, hands clamped on handlebars, the scent of diesel and warm leather strong enough to choke. They turn up their collars, hunch into their jackets, listen for their prey. Less chance of the cops getting themselves involved.

The Case of the Mahjong Dragon. The Case of the Mahjong Dragon. The Case of the Mahjong Dragon. The paperback version is under review and will be available soon. Follow James McEwan on WordPress.

A Lemon Scented Graveyard of Ideas. I have no idea what inspired this or where it came from. Maybe I should have worn a hat.

No more, no less. Well sometimes some other stuff. No, it really is. Albert learns that Mr Nick is really lazy during the festive period. The Complete Transformation of Dave.

A shameless advert for my narrative poem. We sometimes assume that the day of the rhyming, metrical narrative poem is over. I might be deluded, but it occurred to me that there might still be some merit left in this genre. As a test, I decided to try to write a narrative poem for myself, to see if it could still work in the modern age.